the "it's just the wind/creaky floorboards/wild animals" horror cliche hits different when you don't live in the city
me when i lived in the city: if something makes a weird noise it's obviously haunted just nut up and say it's ghosts 🙄
me after spending a few years living in the middle of nowhere with only 3 people 1 bar of cell service and the foxes whose screams at night sound like someone being murdered for company: you'd better fucking HOPE it's just the wind because if it isn't you don't want to find out
