I was upstairs in my room one night playing video games with the volume really loud when I thought I heard noises coming from downstairs. I muted the TV and listened closer. Nothing. I resumed playing the game for another hour when I heard it again only louder. I was sure I heard it this time and was a little freaked out.
To assure myself I went downstairs to the basement where I thought I heard the noise coming from. As soon as I opened the basement door, I was hit with a cold breeze. I went downstairs and saw the window wide open. I was 100% sure I had closed and locked all the windows in the house. I was ready to make a run for it when something stopped me.
I turned around and for the first time noticed the closet door was slightly cracked open. I stood for what seemed like 30 minutes in front of that door debating whether I should open it. I moved closer and put my hand on the doorknob.
All of a sudden I heard a creepy crackle coming from inside the closet. I have never run faster up a flight of stairs before. I locked the door and called the cops who had an unusually fast response time. They came in and searched the house and not even 5 minutes into their search I heard a gunshot from downstairs.
A few minutes later they came out with a deranged looking man probably homeless. They put him in the back of the car and told me they had opened the door and the man was holding a gun shot at them and missed, he luckily missed and the cops disarmed him and arrested him. The scariest part was how close I was to opening that door and likely being murdered.