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The original was posted on /r/nosleep by /u/StrikeNo1749 on 2025-01-31 08:38:29+00:00.

Let me begin this by saying, I haven't been able to get any meaningful sleep in two days so the exact details are a little fuzzy. For the last month I have been using a sleep tracking app to help me fix my sleep schedule which was screwed during the early part of my winter break. My goal with the app was to get it back on track by the time the new semester started. The app worked like a charm, as it would log anytime that I would make noise while sleeping, this would allow me to then listen to noises I made throughout the night and delete it if it wasn't of concern the following day.

During the waning days of break, I got asked by my grandparents to housesit their house in the suburbs for five days while they were on a European cruise, offering me 100 dollars per day. My only responsibility while housesitting was to water their plants and make sure the place wasn't robbed. Other than that, I was free to do whatever I was pleased with. On my first night there I had planned on inviting ten or so friends over to have a small party.

When I was younger and spent time at their house, I always believed it was haunted, however as I grew older that fear had all but disappeared. My mom tried convincing younger me that she had used a ouiji board in the house with her friends and summoned a spirit. Since then whenever I was in the basement younger me always swore, he had seen shadows of someone moving around despite being the only person down there. As I grew older, however I had written it off as paranoia.

When I arrived at the house my grandparents had already left for their cruise. I entered through the garage using the code. The house was two stories with a finished basement. On the second floor there were four bedrooms and two bathrooms, while the first floor had a bedroom and a bathroom on it. When someone entered the front door, they would be greeted by an entry hall with L shaped stairs leading to the second floor. Once I got inside, I went up to the guest room and placed my bags on the bed. The guest room was immediately to the left of the stairs once you reached the top.

After unpacking my bags and making myself comfortable in my new room I ran to the corner store down the block and picked up some snacks for the party that night. I then decided to head downstairs, where they kept the liquor for parties, to see what drinks I would be able to sneak off with for my friends.

When I went downstairs, I got scared by a ghoul decoration between the fridge and stairs, it's head turned towards the fridge. My grandparents must have bought it for the most recent halloween, explaining why I had never seen it. After jumping slightly at the sight of the ghoul I grabbed some bottles of liquor from the cabinets and went upstairs to prepare. After a few hours of prepping the house for my friends I unlocked the door, and they trickled in.

I won't bore you with the details, but everyone had a good time and had left by around one in the morning. I went back to the guest room and began running the app. I was able to sleep through the first night before waking up at around noon. After going around the house watering all my grandmother’s plants I checked my phone and went through all of the entries. Everything seemed normal until one entry at three in the morning. As I played it curious about what sounds I may have made I realized the noises were not coming from me but were footsteps outside of my bedroom door. They made their way downstairs before the audio recording had finished.

Out of curiosity I went and messaged everyone who had attended the party the previous night asking if anyone had left later than I thought. To my relief my friend, let's call him Sam had responded that he went to lay down at around midnight. Waking up and leaving at three, not wanting to wake me. I breathed a sigh of relief going and checking the door, seeing that it was for sure unlocked from when he had left. I quickly locked the door and returned to my room to check the rest of the audio logs. At around four thirty in the morning there was another logged noise. As I played it, I realized that it was also footsteps outside of my bedroom door. I, however, chalked it up to my nerves, getting the better of me and Sam forgetting what time he had truly left the house.

The second day was uneventful. Having already watered all the plants I simply spent the day sitting in front of the TV, switching between watching youtube and horror movies. At one point I did have to go down to the basement to grab myself a frozen pizza. When I went downstairs, I noticed that the ghoul’s head was now turned to face the stairs. At first it gave me the chills seeing that the head had moved, however I assumed that someone from the party had gone in the basement and messed with the ghoul. I shrugged off the feeling of uneaze and walked past it to grab the pizza before heading upstairs.

At around nine I had drifted off while watching a slasher movie, being awakened by a scream about half an hour later. Realizing just how tired I was I turned off the TV and headed upstairs. Once I got into bed, I turned on the sleep tracker.

I slept comfortably for a second night in a row before waking up at ten in the morning. I went through my sleep logs once again. This time I saw a log at 2:15, however when I clicked on it, I only heard breathing, however thirty seconds into the video I heard what I swore was a door slamming shut on the first floor. I went downstairs cautiously for two reasons, to ensure that the doors were still locked, and to hopefully pinpoint which door made that noise.

When I got down to the first floor the front and back door were locked, along with the garage being closed. Every door on the first floor was open, except for two closet doors, and the door leading down into the basement. I worked up the courage to open the door leading into the basement. As I walked down the stairs I was met by the ghoul decoration at the landing. I jumped, tripping as I sprinted up the stairs and slammed the basement door shut. I didn't want to overreact; however I wanted to make sure the house didn't have an intruder hiding inside waiting for me. I went to my car and called Sam to come over. In half an hour he had come over.

Him and I did a complete sweep of the first and second floor initially, seeing as those were the areas where I planned on staying for the final two days. During the sweep I asked him if he knew about anyone turning the ghoul’s head during the party. He turned to me and said, "No one went into the basement that night, we had assumed you locked the door."

That response sent a shiver down my spine. I asked him "You're messing with me, right? The door doesn't lock." He shook his head before continuing the search. After searching every inch of the two floors a sense of dread overwhelmed me. "Well, I guess it's time to look into the basement" I seemed to choke on my words, the last thing I wanted to do was be face to face with the ghoul again.

I opened the door and led Sam into the basement, showing him how I was greeted by the ghoul. Now that I had Sam with me, I seemingly regained some of my courage. I picked up the ghoul decoration and moved it back into the corner it was initially in, making sure to catch the light switch to turn on the basement lights. As we searched along the basement, I saw nothing out of the ordinary. Everything seemingly was going well until Sam gasped, swearing he saw a shadow in the back of the basement. We went over to inspect the back wall of the basement and after a few minutes we satisfied ourselves that no one was down there.

We turned off the lights and quickly made our way back to the first floor. Once we got upstairs, we closed the door and put a chair in front of it just to be safe.

"I swear I saw something move down there." Sam pleaded begging me to believe him.

"I know I swore I have seen the shadow of someone move down there too" I reassured him. I decided to order him dinner to repay the favor. I ordered wings, and while he drank beer with his dinner I stuck to soda, not wanting to be intoxicated if something sinister was truly happening.

Once Sam had left, I made sure that all the lights were on. I know it seems childish, but it was the only way to feel safe sleeping in the house. I had to forego my normal routine of watching horror movies and stuck to comedic movies that night, thinking maybe I had scared myself into believing all the weird happenings, when in reality everything could be explained away.

After an hour I made my way to bed, the house bathed in light. I closed my door, even though the light was on in my room I saw it as a barrier between me and whatever was lurking through the house at night. Even with the door shut I could see under the door that the light in the hallway was brighter as it was streaming into the room.

As I lay in bed sleep could not come to me, I am not sure whether it was because of the light or my own fear. Eventually I must have drifted off for a few moments, as I awoke to it still being dark outside. I checked my phone, and the time read 1:49AM. I did not have the sleep detector running so I was not able to check if any strange noises were recorded while I was asleep.

However, the lack of recording was the least of my worries, after a few minutes of lying in bed scrolling through social media I heard what sounded like footsteps. They began in the entry hallwa...

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