Person Detected At 2:11 Again
My doorbell logs someone on the porch at 2:11 nightly. The guy who kept that exact time moved out in May.
My doorbell logs someone on the porch at 2:11 nightly. The guy who kept that exact time moved out in May.
Stories for the hours nobody sees.
The doorbell app says person detected at 2:11, same minute every night this week. I check the clip. Empty porch, the motion light already on, nothing there but the plant I keep meaning to bring inside before it gets cold.
The guy upstairs used to set his alarm for 2:11 sharp, some early shift, and I heard it through the ceiling for two years until he moved out in May. I never met him properly. Just the alarm, and once a package he signed for that ended up on my mat by mistake.
I texted my sister a whole paragraph about it an hour ago. The times lining up, how it's probably a raccoon or a bad sensor or nothing, and could she maybe come stay this weekend. I deleted it before I sent it. Told her instead that work's just busy.
The app buzzed again at 2:11 exactly while I was typing that. I didn't open the clip this time. I'm sitting on the floor of the hallway, back against the door, phone face down, doing the math on how long until it's 2:12 and I can stop counting.
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