I forgot to mention something.
Like I said, I ran home, forsaking my car to the explosion.
I thought it would be helplessly crisped. It took me a while to get home, but when I did get home, guess what was waiting for me?
My car. It was perfectly fine. And guess what I realized? When I was sitting on the curb catching my breath, a man was watching me from down the street. It was him again.
And the thing making noises in my kitchen was just the microwave freaking out. The stupid thing is super glitchy... It was beeping like a power outage had hit us. Anyways, I'm gonna head out. Sorry for the random 2nd part update.