This one is kind of wild.
Last year, June. Sylhet city. The room I was renting had an attached bathroom and balcony. The specific layout isn't totally relevant.
One night, I went into the bathroom and realized there's a faint sound of music. Couldn't pin what the music was. Sounded like conch shells but the pitch would go as high as a flute sometimes. I'm no expert in music so I can't really communicate it. All I can say is that it sounded old school. Almost like "A Few Dollars More" but far less upbeat and played with different instruments. For that moment, I didn't pay it much mind. All kinds of external noises get echoed inside the bathroom at night.
I heard this again, two days later, while taking a bath. Electricity was tenuous and I was bathing with bucket and mug to conserve water. That's when I heard that sound. When I bent down to get another mug of water it got louder and louder, until I had my head in the bucket and the sound was very clear, very loud all around me. It sounded for a good three or four minutes before it disappeared. I finished bathing.
The next time I heard it in the middle of bathing, I got out of the bathroom and got my phone to record it. I set it to record and held it inside the bucket. At that moment, something in the bucket moved. Water splashed like there was a fish in there. I need to point out that I was not touching the bucket, and neither was there an earthquake. But it jump-scared me and I shot back, and the phone slipped from my hand into the water. When I retrieved it, it wouldn't turn on. I later got it repaired but no recording was there.
I avoided using my bathroom the next day, but you can't really avoid using the bathroom for long. I eventually had to use the toilet, and the day after the next, I heard that music again. This time, however, it angered me. Because my life was disrupted because of this, and I smelled awful now. So, I kicked the bucket over. Water did not flow out of it. Instead, it rolled out like a lump of gelatinous material. I got the panicked feeling that it was looking at me. The room started to get colder by the second. It seemed to try to "stand up" as in elongate vertically, but around three feet on the way, something seemed to throw it out of harmony, and it collapsed onto the bathroom floor and spread out like normal water does. The room immediately got normal temperature, and my glasses fogged.
I threw bucket in a garbage heap that very afternoon. Haven't had that particular paranormal experience ever since.
Is it a drug? You shouldn't be promoting drugs dude.