It came from above... DUM DUM DUUUUM!

"Freaken sex dudgeon that's what!" I responded a few nights ago to the question that has been eluding Rachel and me for about a month now. What on Earth can those girls in the room above us possibly be doing at one o'clock in the morning.

"Maybe they turn into wolves and run into the walls."

My roomie, Rachel, and I first noticed it at our first weekly movie night, we were watching Girl with a Pearl Earring and all of a sudden we hear a constant and odd noise, it sounded like they were rolling a Bowling ball across the floor. We both looked at each other and then slowly lifted our heads towards the ceiling.

"Maybe they have a moon bounce!"

It was only a few nights after our first encounter with the noise from above that the slamming started, and it started at 2 am.

We were asleep warm in our extra long twin loft beds, I think I was honestly dreaming about pumpkins or puppies they're both so adorable that it really doesn't matter, what does matter is that it ended abruptly as Rachel and I both jolted awake. It sounded like they had lifted up their bunk beds and let them fall to the ground the slam was so loud.

"Maybe they're confused physics majors obsessed with disproving Newton."

The sound became an almost constant for us. People who came over noticed it and wondered at it. We discussed the unknown noises with the girls on our halls and it seemed like everyone had similar stories of the hall above us and were even awoken by the mysterious banging noise.

Only a few nights ago Rachel and I were laying awake listening to the sounds above us. I rolled onto my side and looked down at her bed across the room.

"You know what?" I asked.

"Nope."

"I'm convinced its a sex dungeon."

"Well you know what?" she asked.

"Nope."

"They may have the sex dungeon but we have the fun dungeon." She said before we turned out the lights and drifted off to the constant lullaby of violent sex, werewolves, or geeks.