The Mysterious Ringing Noise

I would advise you not to read this, as it was written in twenty minutes and is beyond horrendous.

You would never have guessed what happened as I took my dog, Rigby, for a swift stroll in the woods. He was running along the leaf strewn ground and sniffing every other tree when suddenly he stopped dead. A loud ringing noise was emitting fom the dark depths of the forest, and my tiny dog began to bark wildly. I walked over cautiously to the spot the noise was coming from and noticed someone had dropped a blurry photograph on the ground. Surely this had nothing to do with the strange sound? (It did not). I still could not see the source of the ringing, which steadily grew louder, and decided to step further into the thick wall of trees, my dog trailing close behind me. It was as dark as night, and I could barely see when suddenly I had the bright idea to use the light from my iPod to guide my way. I now had a clearer view, but still had no idea what could be making the annoying sound. Just then, my dog bolted ahead of me, and I took this as a sure sign that he knew where the source of the noise was coming from. iPod in hand, I frantically followed, trying my best not to trip over the many sticks and tree roots as my dog began to bark aggressively. Suddenly I was plunged into total darkness as my trusty iPod died right in the heart of the woods. A feeling of terror washed over me as I noticed that the woods had also gone completely silent, and I searched hurriedly for any sign of Rigby's reflective blue sweater. I was entirely alone, possibly with some horrible ringing creature, and I had lost my dog... my mother was going to kill me, that is, if there was anything left of me. I began to run, calling out my dog's name, and tripped as my shoes snagged on the many branches. The ringing grew louder and my heart pounded as I raced my way through the woods, grisly images of horrible scenarios going through my head. My ears were suddenly met with the joyous sound of yappy barking, and my eyes were met with glorious bright light. In my amazement, I vaguely remembered the age old advice "don't go into the white light" and wondered if there was a McDonalds in heaven. However, I need not have worried, as my eyes were not met with death, but the source of the ominous ringing. I found my dog barking happily not in front of a monster, but outside of a gigantic alarm clock factory. And to think I had gotten myself all worked up for nothing. I scooped my dog up and happily made my way home. And I swear to you that is exactly how it all went down.

I warned you.
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