The previous July we’d had an experience that should be reported here. I was reading at about half past eleven at night, when I distinctly heard footsteps—normal, humansounding footsteps—move stealthily down our front porch to the area where I had just had a motion-sensitive light installed.
His choice to ramble and give events out of order is confusing and makes his narrative even more suspect. Also, he is in a cabin in the woods. So many things, including humans, can make noise and trigger security lights.
