What In The Effing World Was That?

    One day while doing my laundry one of the lights blew out in our dorm laundry room. My room is set up so that the laundry room is downstairs. In order to get upstairs you have to exit the laundry room and go through the stairs.

    So the light blew in the other part, in the laundry room and at the ground level. As it was the only light on that side, it was pretty fucking dark. I finished the laundry I had to do while dreading the walk through the dark ground level. I exit the laundry room, get half way through the ground level, and I hear a loud cackle. Imagine a sound people make when they imitate a witch. Take that and imagine that the witch had been smoking for 50 years, making her voice deeper and hoarser. That is what I heard, clear as day, right behind me.

     I did not look hesitate to bolt for the stairs. I waited until warden come and then changed the bulb. I have yet to hear that cackle since, and I have not told a single person in the dormitory about it.