A locust flew into my bedroom one summer night. Large, brown, scuttling winged thing with the mass of a tennis ball (exaggeration).

I quietly exited the room and slept in the bathtub. I carefully went one-by-one through my things during the day but I could never locate it, only hear it buzzing somewhere.

I slept in the bathtub for three nights before I my roommate came and flushed it out. By then I was ready to move out.