This is entirely real and I wish it wasn’t.
There is some sort of invisible or well-camouflaged living thing in my apartment. Although hundreds of people have likely died in this apartment building over the years, I do not suspect ghosts. The noises it makes are not otherworldly.
It makes loud rustling sounds, like a raccoon, a rabbit, or a small goat. It would be easier to identify and/or find if it was visible or if it’s activities left any visible evidence, which they don’t. It could have been just the wind outside, but only if the sounds made by the wind somehow projected themselves into my kitchen without going through the space between there and the window first. I am grateful that I am leaving here for a few days starting tomorrow. I pray to the Holy Toast that it doesn’t return tonight and eat me in my sleep.