THE SHRIEKING SHACK
“I was sitting in a sound studio, where my friend was putting in the finishing touches to some ad-film that we had worked on. It was way past midnight, around 3.00 am. The studio owner’s dog was sitting right next to the sofa on which I was sort of lounging. Suddenly, the dog started growling. I looked over in surprise, because he was usually very well behaved which is why he was allowed inside the studio. But there he was, with his hackles raised, his tail down, staring pointedly at the open door of the
dubbing booth – as if he could see someone there. And then I saw it. Okay, I don’t know if I SAW it, but I definitely could sense someone standing in the darkened dubbing booth, just out of the light. If I strained my eyes, I could make out the shoulders, the head, the hair. It was standing silently, looking at my friend (who was still lost in his work). I stared at it for a couple of minutes, and then I blinked my eyes and it was gone.