A month ago I moved into my new flat. It's the bottom level of a Victorian 3-floor house, with a reasonable size of patio and a simple, grassy shared garden. Inside, the decor is simple with a touch of luxury. And because of all these things, I love it.
What I don't love so much is the sound that intermittently comes through from next door. I don't know what it is. It sounds, for all the world, like a heartbeat. I have this mental image of a giant heart suspended from arteries in the middle of a huge, stainless steel-panelled room, surrounded by computers with winking lights and 3 solemn-looking, white-coated scientists with academic beards monitoring it.
If it is as I think, then that's quite scary. I don't want it to be a giant vital organ. What if there's a giant liver/pair of artificially-breathing lungs/kidneys giving constant throughput in there? I don't want to live next door to a giant lab!
Does anyone have any theories as to what it might actually be?