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The original was posted on /r/paranormalencounters by /u/SnooTigers8746 on 2025-07-18 00:59:40+00:00.

I’ve tried to brush this off, but too much has happened in too short a time, and none of it feels random anymore.

I’m visiting my parents for the summer and staying in the spare room in the basement. A couple of nights ago, me and my mom were talking casually in the kitchen, when we suddenly heard 3-5 loud, spaced-out bangs coming from the hallway. These were deep, clear, physical hits, like someone pounding on the wall with their fist. Like the bangs from The Haunting. My mom also heard it.

I immediately walked through the house and checked every room, trying to see if something had fallen or shifted. I didn’t want to overreact, but I wanted to be sure. Everything looked normal. Nothing was out of place. The garage door was shut.

After that, I headed downstairs to go to bed. Not long after I got into the room, my daughter said she saw my mom standing outside her bedroom door, walking back and forth. She said she heard footsteps. She assumed it was her grandma, but when I checked, my mom wasn’t there, and hadn’t been anywhere near that part of the house.

A short while later, my dog kept going to the door and smelling and looking at the door. Tail up. Like cautious. He also whimpered half the night but NEVER barked.

Then, around 4 a.m., an old motion sensor alarm in the basement bathroom suddenly went off. It was plugged in, upside down, and hasn’t been used in years. But it let out a loud alarm like someone had triggered it which sent me into a SPIRAL. Got very little sleep that night. Just a heavy, scary feeling.

The next morning, my dad got onto me for leaving the garage open. But I hadn’t. I had just walked through the house the night before, the door was closed. So it must’ve opened sometime after I went to bed.

Then, that evening around 8:45 p.m., my dad called down to me and said, “Something’s burning in your room downstairs.” Me and my mom both looked at each other. I ran downstairs and the entire basement was full of smoke. We called the fire department, and they confirmed the ceiling fan motor had completely burned out and heated up a wire in the ceiling which caught fire. It wasn’t in the room I was staying in but the room next to it.

All of this happened within about 48 hours.

Today is day 3. Nothing else I’ve noticed since last night.