The noise isn't wailing like a person, more like when metal grinds on metal, when something huge is horribly broken. Too loud, Unbearable. It has me now.

Knocked on door to ascertain if burning smell originates in house. No answer. Think not anyway. Acrid smell is everywhere. I should not have touched the box.

Object appears to be made of glass or plastic, but warm to touch. Too warm. Smell of burning.

I think the most charitable interpretation is that they are tragically uninformed about the basics of nutrition.

I've had multiple individuals tell me that their bodies are so uniquely constituted that they would wither away to an anaemic husk on a vegan diet, or that they tried it once but VISCERAL IRRESISTIBLE CRAVINGS FOR FLESH overwhelmed them.

That sounds fantastic, what a great idea.

Reading this thread has been a real affirmation of joy, thank you! Also - booked a last minute weekend break at the seaside, but there was a snafu with the booking so thought we wouldn't make it. But it got sorted by superb accommodation lady and now we have great digs in lovely quirky Hastings!

Ooh, lovely stuff! Thanks!

Yes, there's so many variations of strange and unsettling throughout. The burning scene is certainly harrowing - the visceral horror within the wicker and the serene sunset outside..