Seems I'm a little late to the party, but this happened again last night so here goes Often when I'm falling asleep, I like to let my mind wander as it is sort of fun to take note of the random crap and non-sequitors that pop up as I'm drifting off. Most of the time the stuff that comes up makes no sense, but sometimes as I'm on the edge of actually sleeping I start to dream while I am sort of still awake and I will actually hear stuff. Again, most of the time it is nothing, but every so often I will hear/have a conversation or think I hear a song. Rarely though, the things I hear will scare the crap out of me. For example, when I was a kid, I woke up freaking out that bats were screeching above my head, and a few months ago I thought somebody was screaming in my face despite my room being empty. This brings me to last night.
I am currently in the middle of moving out of my apartment. All my furniture is gone and except for some random crap that needs to go into boxes, my place is pretty empty. Because my bedroom has no light fixtures, I have been sleeping on an air mattress in my kitchen/living room. I was falling asleep and listening to my rambling subconscious as I drifted off. What I heard this time was a tense conversation, one of the voices I thought sounded deep and gruff, and it felt like it was getting louder. I don't remember what it was about, but I remember feeling really uncomfortable right up until the deep voice snapped "Well just cut him up!" Right then I head what sounded like something falling over nearby, causing me to jerk awake absolutely certain that someone was in my apartment. Of course there was nobody there, the door was locked, and I'm pretty sure I imagined the sound of something falling over too, but I was freaked right the fuck out for the rest of the night. Still though, I find it really unsettling that the cause of that fear was my own mind just wandering around.