This encounter got to my nerves. Well not really, like it made me feel uneasy and confused about it.
The event took place Winter 2015/16 April-July (can't remember what year thought, that's why there two there). It was either a Thursday night or a Saturday night. Mind's a bit hazy on it. It was night time around 10pm - 1am. It was a cold New Zealand winter night (1 degrees Celsius - the minus margin) and we had the fire on to warm up the house. The fireplace was recently replaced due to earthquake damage and the new council bylaw had put in new regulations for only certain fireplaces can be put in (log burners, pellet burners only). If caught with smokey chimney, it will be a fine.
Anyways back to the story. I was watching television as I normally do on the night and patting the cat and dog. And, of course, keeping an eye on the fire to see if it needed to be restocked. Around 10pm - 1030pm my father went to bed and the animals followed him. I was only one awake in the lounge, sitting on the couch watching sky tv (cable for those who are from USA/UK).
Around 1020pm I noticed the fire needed to be restocked as it was getting low on wood (we stock it to very top), so I just let it going for another few minutes until the next advert break.
Once the advert break came on, I went to go outside to get the wood from the back door. We keep the wood there as it's easier to bring it inside to the fireplace. As I went outside I heard my dad's voice say my name. I answer back... No reply. So I said again "What, Dad?" No reply. I tried again and I heard him say "What?" I asked if he called my name. He said no and he went back to sleep.
I don't know what it was but it creep me out. It happen as soon I opened back door and picked up wood. Still spooked until this day.