Bleak Season Journal Entry #2: Knocking from the Shed
This might end up being a very interesting Bleak Season. I just had another incident of strangeness. This time, it happened at a shed in the Christmas tree farm area. Get the scoop after the jump.
What happened:
Sunday, Nov. 8th, 2026 in the Christmas tree farm at 6 PM, Thurston County, Washington
I’m heading to put my goats into their shed for the night, when I hear something knocking over by a white shed we store tools for the Christmas tree field.
What I noticed:
I hear repeating knocks from the shed. Some are just taps. Some are hard knocks. They range from a few taps to 5 loud knocks. In between knocks, there’s silence. Usually, it’s a few seconds but can go as long as a minute.
The setting:
The back two-thirds of my property has a Christmas tree farm and honey bee colonies. The white shed sits next to the wood-and-iron fence we use to separate an orchard from the Christmas trees.
The shed sits nestled between leyland cypress and blue spruce trees, which aren’t part of the Christmas tree farm. They form a wall near the property line.
It’s cool and damp. It’s only 6 PM but you’d think it’s 10 PM. It gets really dark in the Pacific Northwest at this time of year.
The story:
At dusk, I go and put my 4 Nigerian Dwarf goats up for the night. All I have to do is show them some fresh hay, and they run right inside.
The knocking is weird. There’s nothing over by the shed that would trigger that. The tree branches aren’t big enough or long enough to whack the shed. Sometimes, bunnies make a burrow under it. But that wouldn’t explain the knocking.
So, I approach the shed … and I can hear tapping. Light tapping. It comes in threes. Then, it goes quiet for a few seconds.
I am walking around the building, and I can’t see anything touching it. I get down on the ground and shine the light underneath it. Nothing.
Then, loud knocks come. 5 in a row. Like someone bangs from the inside.
I gulp … and open the door.
Inside, tools lean against the wall. Some old paint cans sit in a corner. On the shelves rest camping gear and tents. Nothing moves.
There’s no one inside. So, I close the shed doors and lock it.
As I turn to walk back to the house …
3 taps seem to taunt me.
What I checked:
I opened that thing, stepped inside, and there was nothing moving. I looked underneath, and it was just dirt. Outside, I didn’t see any branches moving that could even make a sound.
Something had to be inside. Something had to hit the wood walls of that shed.
But I don’t know what that is.
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Thanks for reading Ghostly Activities. Much appreciated and take care!
