So the night starts off good. I'm not quite tired, but we go to bed anyway. Midnight I'm staring up at the ceiling and can't fall asleep, probably because I've been at work until 03:00 every night for the last 5 nights. So I get up and come on here. Not much activity, but it keeps me entertained for about 30 minutes. My Blackberry buzzes, it's a message from the other half in the bedroom, "come here".

So I walk over to the bedroom and she says, "can you hear that?" I ask her what she's talking about and I hear a groaning noise. I figured she was making an example noise of what she was hearing. It sounded like something straight out of Zombieland. I ask her if she did that and she says no. Then I see a shadow move outside our half bedroom window (we're in a basement suite, so it's one of those half height windows). Well that can't be good. I get dressed and look for my extendable baton. Damn, can't find it. Oh well, cell phone it is.

So I get dressed in my shorts and favourite zombie shirt:



Walk out the back door and ... nothing. Walk wide corners around the side of my house and ... nothing. Walk another wide corner around the front of the house and ... nothing. The next corner will be to the side of the house with my bedroom window, so I take one more wiiiiide corner and ... ... nothing. Well, guess I won't be saving the world from zombies tonight.

I go back inside and start flipping through websites and installing cool new applications on my Blackberry. It was a pretty blah night. Eat a couple bagels, drink some pop, and so on and so forth. 04:30 rolls around and I'm starting to get tired so I get back in to bed.

I lay down and not five minutes later, I hear *BANG* with a whole lot of tinkling noises, as if debris is falling to the ground. I'm thinking to myself, that can't be good. Hope nobody is hurt. Wonder what the heck that was? Should I get up ... again?

Takes me about 30 seconds to make up my mind and get dressed ... again ... and go outside to make sure everyone is ok. I get out there and see a truck, that is normally parked in front of our neighbour's house, up on said neighbour's lawn and another truck dumping engine fluids all over the road. A male is digging around on the driver side and a female is walking on the sidewalk.

I ask her, "Is everyone ok?" She responds that they are, but things just don't seem right. I called the Edmonton Police Service and reported the accident, since the one truck was definitely not drivable. The female occupant walks about 50 feet before walking back and the male finishes digging on the driver side. They both start walking away from the scene. I am more afraid that this truck is stolen, so I quickly move behind the truck that caused the wreck and gave the dispatcher the license plate number.

I then start following the couple and relaying our path to the dispatch. We venture down some dark alley and cross a street before coming out at the West side of a nearby mall's upper parking lot. I know the area fairly well, so I was relaying all this and making damn sure that if the two decided to turn on me, I had an escape route.

We ventured across the parking lot and down some stairs to the lower parking lot. Venture under the opposite parking lot and back up some more stairs to the other upper parking lot that runs the corner of two major streets. Just as I'm about to go up those stairs a cop car comes screaming up behind me. I point out the female, who was lagging behind, and then run up the stairs to positively identify the male. Easy enough.

The cops arrest the male for being drunk and leaving the scene of an accident. The female gets arrested too, but I wasn't paying attention. The cop questions who was the driver and he says, "Not me". The cop asks him if the female was driving and he says, "No". The cop then asks, "So nobody was driving?". The male says, "That's right".

My Blackberry starts buzzing. Seems my other half has started panicking because she went outside to see what I was doing and I was nowhere to be found. Oops, my bad. I tell her I'm at the mall with 5 cops (they all showed up while I was talking with the one officer). The cop offered to drive me home because I was in shorts. I get home and he flicks on the cherries. I explained to him about the one truck being owned by one of the two houses and what I saw when I came up.

My night ends looking like:



Sorry for the crappy picture.

EDIT: Nevermind, that wasn't quite the end of the night. I got a call at 05:45 asking if I could come outside and write up a statement. So the end of my night was spent handwriting a statement in the back seat of an EPS cruiser. Oh how fun, they sure don't give you lots of room back there. Very nice officers, though. Very encouraging to see.

 

So did you find the zombie or what??

Wild night!

 

No, it was the creepiest groaning noise. Not perverted groaning or anything, just weird. When I went outside there was nothing, anywhere. It only took me, at most, a minute to get to where the shadow had been and there was nobody on the street or down the sidewalk. I have no idea where they went or what was going on.

 

typical low lifes, hopefully they do some good time for tryign to leave the scene

 

I wish, but this is Canada. They'll, more than likely, be out in a couple days with a small fine as a slap on the wrist. Guess I'll find out when I get the summons to appear in court to testify for the prosecution.

 

Sounds about like this chick that used to go to my high school. She hit my friends vehicle, which was parked on the side of the road in front of his house while she was drunk. Pushed it 15 yards or so and then attempted to push her now disabled vehicle around the block, through an alley, and into my other friends driveway where she managed to hit his snowmobiles which were parked in the driveway. The friend who's vehicle was hit was awoken by an insanely loud crashing noise, which he said scared the living **** out of him, got dressed, walked outside, and witnessed the entire thing happening. So he called the cops, they took care of it the next day, it was this chicks 4th or 5th dui(well she got a fleeing the scene that time), and my class just happened to be in court the day she was scheduled for that incident lol.

 

Damn... crazy night you had!

 

Lol, nice!

Definitely not the norm. It made for a good laugh, reading it over, so I thought I'd pass it on.

 

thought that Mattinier had a new SN at the beginning of this thread