Pennsylvania. News reporters rushed to an empty cabin in the middle of the woods last Thursday, only to find that a land-line phone next to a dirty kitchen table was ringing constantly.
The complete and total silence of the abandoned structure seemed to have a deafening noise of its own.
With animal carcasses everywhere, an old mattress on the floor, and numerous upside-down crosses on the living room wall, leading to a heavily-soiled bathroom, lead reporter, Tom Manning, suddenly decided that he wanted to stay there.
"I'll be fine," he told the rest of the news team. "That constantly-ringing phone on the wall doesn't bother me at all."
"There's nothing that could possibly go wrong here," he added.
As the night grew darker than pitch black, and vaporous orbs began floating all over the place, Tom put his left hand in his pants, touched himself for a few seconds, and then began reading his favorite book, Horrible Industrial Accidents During The Late 19th Century, before comfortably falling asleep underneath the continually ringing phone.
