I don’t know if it’s true, but I heard it was tapping at half hour intervals.
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
But maybe this incident does bear a passing resemblance to Poe's The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket.