Be me reading an r/AskReddit thread where people are sharing paranormal experiences.
Be doing this late at night while your boyfriend walks the dogs.
Be interrupted by three quiet knocks on the door.
Be like …must be my imagination.
Be interrupted by three more quiet knocks on the door, this time reaaalllly sllooooow knocks.
Be very, very afraid to move.
Be desperately trying to write the whole thing off as your imagination when a voice on the other side of the front door says, “Hello? Are you there?”
Be freaking out with the certainty that you are about to die, when the voice on the other side of the door says, “Hello? It’s the Simply Thai Restaurant delivery man. Can you open the door?”
Be me, overcome with embarrassment as I sign the receipt for the boyfriend’s food and send the poor corporeal delivery guy on his way.