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SunDevilPhotography ____
Mar 25, 2026
I went through the drive-thru today and ordered for myself and my children. I was asked to go wait for my food, which is normal at times. I was in the parking lot for about 20 minutes, and I watched others park and leave with their food before me. Since I was unable to leave my children alone in the vehicle, I decided to go back through the drive-thru to see what was going on with my order. I explained to the lady at the window that I never received my food, and as she rolled her eyes, she took my food ticket and closed the window without one word. Another 5 min or so passed and she returned to the window with my food. She handed me my food very aggressively then shut the window again, and not one word was said to me either time. After getting home, it looked like all the food was just smashed into the bag, my sandwich wrapper was not even closed all the way, and all of the fries were soggy. I would not recommend this McDonalds with a staff member like that.
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Luke Coburn
Mar 19, 2026
It started with things that were easy to explain.
The hallway light outside my apartment began flickering every few nights around the same time. I assumed it was just a loose bulb or bad wiring. Maintenance in this building is slow, so it did not feel unusual.
Then my alarm started acting up.
I keep it set for 7:30 every morning. One day it went off at 7:12. Another day it did not go off at all. When I checked the settings, nothing had changed. Same time, same volume, same tone. I even set a second backup alarm, but a few days later that one failed too.
That was when I started paying attention.
I noticed small things in my apartment that felt… adjusted. My kitchen cabinet would be open just an inch when I was sure I had closed it fully. The remote would be on the opposite side of the couch from where I left it. Once, my bedroom door was almost shut when I always leave it wide open.
I told myself I was just distracted.
Then it got harder to ignore.
One afternoon, I opened my laptop to check my email and found three messages already marked as read. I specifically remember saving them for later. I checked the timestamps, thinking maybe I opened them half-asleep or something, but they were marked as read at times I was not even home.
Around the same time, my browser started doing something strange. I would click into the search bar and find partial phrases already typed out. Not full sentences, just fragments. Enough to look intentional, not enough to understand why they were there.
I cleared my history. Reset everything I could think of.
It kept happening.
The first time something happened outside my apartment, I almost laughed it off.
I was at a grocery store, standing in the cereal aisle, trying to decide what to get. A guy walked in, stopped about halfway down the aisle, and just stood there scrolling on his phone. I moved to the next aisle. A minute later, he was there too. Same thing. Standing, scrolling, not picking anything up.
I left the store earlier than I planned.
A few days later, something similar happened at a different store. Different person, same behavior. Close enough to notice, not close enough to say anything about.
It is always like that.
Nothing direct. Nothing obvious. Just patterns that repeat in slightly different ways.
The most specific moment I cannot explain happened late at night.
I woke up around 2:40 a.m. for no clear reason. My apartment was completely quiet. Then I heard a sound from the living room. Not loud, just a soft click, like something being pressed or tapped.
I stayed still for a minute, listening.
Then I heard it again. Same exact sound.
I got up and checked every room. The TV was off. My phone was on the nightstand where I left it. The windows were closed and locked. There was nothing that should have made that noise.
When I went back to bed, I noticed the time again.
2:43 a.m.
Since then, I have woken up around that time more than once. Not every night, but often enough that I check the clock before I even think about it.
It is always somewhere between 2:30 and 3:00.
I have tried to track it, to find something solid, something I can point to and say this is what is happening.
But every time I get close, it slips back into something explainable.
That is the part that gets to me.
If it were obvious, I could deal with it. If it stopped, I could forget about it.
But it stays right in the middle.
Clear enough to notice. Vague enough to deny.
And it has not stopped.