Topic > Personal Narration: A Short Story - 804

I quickly stopped where I was and sat there for a few minutes trying to muster the courage to reproduce the anomaly. With a deep breath, I rewound the recording, stopped it, and tentatively started playback at normal speed. After about a minute the recording got to the part I had heard before, and what I heard was a shrill, screeching sound. It was the Rake. It wasn't caught anywhere on camera, but I'm sure just from the noise. To this day I can't even listen to the recording long enough to begin to try to decipher or interpret it. I haven't played it to anyone else yet, not even others who have experienced the Rake. All I know is that I've heard that exact sound before, and now I believe he spoke when he was hunched over my wife that night. I don't remember hearing any sound at the time, but for some reason, the disgusting sound of the recording immediately takes me back to that horrible