While Diana was turning on the A/C and closing the windows (it gets hot up here on the 4th floor) in the living room, I went in to our bedroom -- turned on the lights, closed the patio door, then took off my glasses and laid it on top of the dresser. That's when I realized that my MP3 player was on. Its display screen was brightly lit, like it had just been turned on (the screen goes black after awhile to save battery life, even if the music is still playing). The thing is, it's pretty difficult to turn the player on and off. It doesn't use a button, it has this sliding thing on its side that you have to hold down for about 3 seconds to power it on or off. So there's almost no way it could've accidentally turned on by itself, even if something were to hit it.
I guess it doesn't sound too scary now that I've typed it out, but I gotta say, Diana FREAKED OUT when I told her, especially because we had just watched a movie about this sort of thing.
Now she's going to watch PETER PAN on DVD to clear up her head before she tries to fall asleep.
I think I'll join her.