The Mystery of the Possessed Microwave
Yesterday, I heard a series of electronic-sounding beeps, at irregular intervals. When it had gone on for a couple of minutes, I started walking through the house to see if I could figure out where it was coming from (I guessed outside), but it stopped. I figured it had been a neighbor.
Today, it started again. I went looking for it sooner this time, and discovered that it was my microwave.
The 6 button on the microwave's numeric keypad was pressing itself, at irregular intervals.
6, the display read. 66. 6:66. 66:66. Beep. Beepbeepbeep. Beep.
I pressed the Stop button, which cleared the display back to the normal clock display. A few seconds later, the 6 button started pressing itself again.
I pressed Stop again, and then I thought maybe the 6 button had somehow gotten stuck, so I pressed it to free it up, then the 5 button, then Stop. Then I stood watching the machine for a few seconds.
Beep. 6. 66. 6:66. 66:66. Beepbeepbeepbeep.
So I unplugged the damn thing. That stopped it.
But I figured I should post this entry just to let the world know, just in case. In case it comes back to life and wreaks horrible vengeance.
If I disappear, you'll know that it was the microwave that did it. If that happens, I hope someone will perform an exorcism before it strikes again.
Either that or call in Sarah Connor.