For the dark hours when you dare not close your eyes, it's the no sleep podcast featuring

stories from reddit.com's no sleep forum, no sleep, join us as the sleepless hours tick

past. Our first tale is entitled Don't Ever Turn It Off. Written by Jimmy C. Broadhead Jr.

and read by Alex Biel. A while ago my family and I moved up to Indianapolis, Indiana. I'm a

software programmer and I moved up there for work. I thought I was pretty lucky to find a

well-paying job for someone that was self-taught and had only three years of actual on-the-job programming

experience. My wife and I had only been married for two years and it just received our first child

less than a year before the move. A beautiful baby girl. I decided that it would be best for me to

move up and find a place to live by myself first and then send for them. I moved into a nice one

bedroom apartment in Riley Towers. I thought it was funny that I had moved from Alabama and was now

living on Alabama Street in the middle of downtown Indianapolis. It was a very cozy apartment on

the 13th floor and one of the smaller sections of the apartment complex. There were two large towers

and connected to one of them was a much wider complex that wasn't as tall. I lived in there.

For the most part things were very beautiful but that's not what I remember the most.

There were no washer or dryer connections in the apartment but there was a very large laundromat

in the basement of the towers. The basement also was used as extra storage for the residents.

When you exited the elevators you would get an instant chill up your spine,

like something wasn't quite right there. I tried to get my laundry done as quickly as possible but

having never lived in a big city or even used public laundry machines, I was nervous to leave my

clothes and go back upstairs so I would sit and wait. The room where the laundry machines were

was fairly large and at the end of the long room was an opening to the storage.

There was no door, just a large hole big enough for a set of double doors that just sat there,

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