I work nights, and as I returned home from work at 8:30am, I heard a strange noise from inside the house. I figured someone had an early shift or something, so went to my room, but then realized- the dayshift housemate wasn't in last night. Stricken by curiosity, I went hunting for the source of the noise, yet my curiosity turned to alarm as the sound resolved itself as a murmuring... A constant chant over the top of a sonorous hum.
Quietly, I palmed my trusty intruder-awareness-device, and crept forward towards the source of the noise. The sinister litany continued as I crept further towards the kitchen. Terrifying thoughts and visions filled my mind, as my imagination wildly began to make a desperate attempt to fit answers to the questions being raised. Did we leave the Ouija board out? Was the door unlocked?
My questions quickly began resolving themselves as I peered around the corner of the kitchen, to be confronted with the harsh neon glare of our fridge- the constant low 'hum' of its cooling mechanism amped up to a low roar, whilst all I could see of the would-be intruder was a single hand, taut with a white-knuckled grip upon the doorhandle.
As I crossed the threshold, my roomate was revealed, standing naked upon the tiles, legs almost buckling from his madness-wracked vigil. Like a broken clockwork toy, his head slowly revolved to face me, eyes displaying insanity-laced horror above a rictus grin, staring directly out of my nightmares. Finally the jerky revolutions came to a halt as he faced me, his whole body seized in a single instant. The mad grin opened, and he repeated the chant he'd been repeating for the last 16 hours:
"Let's see... Hallibut... Sheep's cheese... Tomatoes."