• Walls •
It wasn't long ago, Woop Slap, heard strange noises coming from inside the wall of his bedroom. At first he thought it was rats or any house pests. It started out as a slight clanking sound, he had just accredited it to the age of his house. Realistically they weren't all that old.
Everything in the place, not just his bedroom walls, made at least some kind of noise. The washing room walls shook, the kitchen walls sounded like a jet taking off and the hallways every few minutes and made a loud noise.
A few weeks passed and Woop Slap began to notice other strange scratching in his bedroom walls, then some things started to go missing in his bedroom, he started to worry.
That was until it started making it more and more often.
'I had better fix this, and contact any pest patrol', thought Woop Slap. After about a minute it once again stopped.
When the Exterminator arrived he looked around, starting with Woop Slap bedroom, since that's work the noise started and probably be infested with rats or any house pets.
"There's a little hole in here", he said.
The Exterminator pulled out his hammer and got to work taking chunks out of the dry wall. Woop Slap was freaking out.
He kept knocking holes with his hammer then stopped and looked into the most recent hole he made with a flashlight.
The space between the walls gets a lot bigger here. Woop Slap thinks he can fit in there and see something glowing just around the corner.
The Exterminator smashed a hole big enough for him to squeeze through and disappeared into his bedroom wall. He appeared a few seconds later with a grim look on his face and his skin had gone pale. He was no longer the calm, apparently fearless, man he was before.
"You aren't gonna wanna hear this, but there's a little room back there, and there's tunnels that seems to lead into different areas of the house, and are all sorts of household material scattered around as well. Looks like somebody was livin' in there but no sign of em now." Woop Slap swallowed hard. "This place is starting to freak me out. If I were you, I'd move."
Woop Slap packed his things and left to a friend's, house that day, not wanting to spend another second in his home. Over the next few days the Marines investigated the whole scene. They found small transponders snails in some parts of his house, and found twenty different snail monitors all over in that little room in the walls, but never found the individual that had been living in Woop Slap's walls all those nights.
A few weeks had passed and a box arrived on his friend's doorstep. It was unlabeled but inside was all the little things that had gone missing in his house. He also found a dirty ripped piece of paper with a record seashell tone dial with a paper that says play when Woop Slap played it.
It went:
"I LIKE YOUR NEW PLACE MUCH BETTER."