It’s almost 3am and can’t sleep because of something slightly strange that happened earlier today.
I live in an old terraced house in London, with one flatmate. Once you open the front door there’s stairs which lead up to our home. They’re very creaky wooden stairs so you always hear footsteps.
My flatmate was out during the day, whereas I was working from home. Around 2pm-ish I was on a work call, and was training a colleague so engaged in deep conversation. I still vividly remember hearing the front door open, but just presumed my flatmate came home early (he’s a freelancer so finishes work different times). I did think briefly oh it’s strange he’s not coming up the stairs but I was busy training someone on a work call, and for all I knew he could have been distracted reading something on his phone before coming up.
Anyway my work call ends roughly 20 mins after, and because of the distraction I had forgotten that I never heard any footsteps come up. After hanging up, I walk towards the kitchen but that’s when I notice the front door is wide open. It’s never happened before, so I’m quite confused. There was no sign of anything near the door, not a delivery either (although why would they leave door open).
I messaged my flatmate if they were out and they said yes so it wasn’t them either. I also feel too embarrassed to tell them what happened because he may think I’m crazy (we’re not close friends)
It wasn’t even particularly windy either, and as I said this has never happened before.