So last night when I laid down to sleep, I started to get irrationally scared. And I realized it as being irrational. I thought I heard music playing and I couldn't figure out where it came from, and I didn't leave the ps3 on. And it was creepy, like drowned out music. Like you would hear from an old snowglobe. So then mr. Irrational-part-of-my-brain (mr. Ipomb from now on) decides it's the old creepy snowglobe that we found mysteriously in our apartment. And mr. Rational-part-of-my-brain (mr. Rpomb) is like "yo bro, that's not the song it plays, and it would be louder if it was. You would be able to tell where it was coming from. It's in your head just turn over and go to sleep." Kk sounds good to me, so I roll over, face the other way. And from that side I hear clicking, like a clock and every once in a while a muffled scratching sound, mr. Ipomb decides it's coming from the closet. So instead of even arguing with myself I turn back over. I would rather hear the faint music than hear the scratching and clicking. THEN mr. Ipomb decides to start seeing shit...and mr. Rpomb is fed up at this part going on and on about how there is nothing there, it's midnight and we have to be up at 3 can we please just get some sleep. Finally fall asleep, worst sleep ever. Have been scared since then Didn't even have to go into work, found that out after driving up there...