I just went out to buy a sweet potato for dinner, and the store I elected to go to is about a 3.5 block walk from where I live, in a major US city. It's dark out now (just got back), and as I was walking home with Reginald (the potato, it was a big one so I named it), I crossed an intersection that was the midway point in my return walk.
Out of nowhere, I heard about 30 seconds of VERY clear, in tempo, church bells ringing, coming from down the street on my left side.
I've lived here 4 years now and there are no churches that way.
:scared
Sometimes I get hit in the face by a ball or hit by a train when I'm right on the cusp of falling asleep, launching me back into being fully awake.