Okay, I'm too goddamn lazy to explain but my dormitory is haunted. Or I am. Or both. Previously, there were only smells. Yeah, I know – ha ha. But smell of meat that was too long in too warm place, early in the morning is not so funny, nor very often. I explained it as my imagination or possible head tumor.
But today, just after I fell asleep (as my friend living next door explained it to me later) chandelier fell down around 2 meters from my head shattering into pieces. Although half the building heard it – I didn't even wake up. The door I locked just before going to bed where unlocked. The circumstances are kind of… weir