My Wife and I have run a pet care business for fifteen years. One of the many services we provide is caring for customers' pets in their homes while they are away. On average we spend half of each month at various houses, often together, sometimes apart if there are multiple house sittings. Through all the years and dozens of houses I have stayed at, I have only had the rare and vague paranormal sensation at any particular customers home with one somewhat alarming exception. Julie and I were watching a basset hound named Emmie in a house I had stayed at over a dozen times covering a ten year period. This went back to when the homeowners had a previous basset named Tubby (who was a great old fellow).
It was the second or third night of a week long house sitting and was a Saturday (these incidents took place around five years ago). The house was built in the ranch style in the 1940s. Although like most ranch houses the main living area was contained on one floor, this house did have a large finished basement. The house had been updated over the years and had a very "contemporary" feel. On this Saturday, Julie and I were in the den at one end of the house. I thought I would take a nap (nice when I can find the time to take one) in the bedroom which was down a long hallway that ran the width of the house at the other end. As it was daytime, the light on the nightstand next to the bed happened to be on. It was an older lamp and one really needed to put a bit of effort with the switch under the lampshade. It made a loud click when shut on or off. I was just about to doze off when I heard a loud "click" and quickly realized that the lamp had been shut off. As I stated, it was a well made older lamp and the switch took an effort to turn on or off.
Although I recognized this as unusual, and likely paranormal, I resumed my nap after walking down the hall to tell Julie of the incident. She was reading a book and hadn't left the room. It struck me later that the spirit might have been admonishing me for wasting electricity! It was that night that the "main event" occurred. Julie and I had gone to bed around 11:30 and at around three in the morning I woke up (I usually wake up several times during the night) to suddenly realize that there were two distinct voices talking, as if in deep conversation, at the end corner of my side of the bed. The voices were like nothing I have ever heard before or since. They didn't sound human and they seemed to be speaking a language I have never heard. I half sat up, completely transfixed by the sounds, and the voices continued clear and strong. They sounded, for lack of a better description, like what I imagine trolls would sound like. Slightly guttural voices that (to give you an idea of timbre and pitch) reminded me of the voice of the little kid in the film The Shining when he starts repeating the backwards word "redrum".
It seemed as if they were in heated discussion about me. The voices sounded as if they were disputing something very important to them. I turned on the light then and didn't see anything but the voices briefly remained, slowly fading away like someone turning down the volume on a radio.
Does anyone have any theory as to who or what these nocturnal visitors may have been? Initially I thought it was a ghostly visitation but as the voices sounded completely bizarre and inhuman I wonder if it was something else. The couple who owned the house subsequently retired and moved to Florida. I haven't been in the house in just over a year. I felt compelled to ask them if they ever experienced anything remotely like it but as they were customers and about as conservative as conceivable I decided not to. As I stated earlier, I had never experienced anything remotely paranormal in the house before and didn't stay in the house again as the health of the couple declined and kept them from going on vacation. It remains a somewhat baffling and unsettling occurrence.