I had just moved to Illinois to live with my sister because of COVID-19. I was having a really hard time with the adjustment, I began to lose my faith. One night, I was home alone with my 2 cats and my sister's golden retriever. It was about 1 am and I was in the living room eating snacks and watching a movie. All of a sudden, I hear an eruption of maniacal laughter coming from outside. It was so boisterous and human that it gave me chills immediately, the dog was growling and my cats were both on edge. I got up from the couch and went to open the door to see if there was a party going on because I heard 50 different voices at the very least. When I opened the door, I peered down the street and saw no cars, all the porch lights were off too. It was dark and empty. If there was a backyard party I would see lights and cars, yet this was a quiet residential street and I had never heard anything disturbing in the time I lived there. Behind that row of houses across from mine was nothing but an empty cornfield, and beyond that were train tracks and more fields of nothing. I hear the laughter growing louder and more intense. There is one that is standing out among all the others, it is cackling, evil, and extremely close by. Some could say it was animals like a pack of coyotes, but I'm telling you, I grew up in the Appalachians and these voices were NOT ANIMALS. I felt the evil that radiated from them; I felt that they were laughing at ME. I was so lost at that time in my life and they reveled in it. I stood my ground and stared into the darkness of the open fields beyond my neighbors. I didn't say anything. Then, the laughing stopped, just as abruptly as it had started only 1 minute ago. I closed the door in disbelief and turned around to see my sister's dog visibly shaken. The hair on her back was like a mohawk and my cats looked like they were ready to bolt at any moment. I never heard it again, but I know what it was. I am divinely protected.