When were you last really scared?We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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My ex landlordOf the pub variety, not the rent variety (though I did spend a vast amount of money on renting alcohol from him) once had a fright which became legendary in the pub.
The pub was called the Angel, and it was at the bottom of a hill called Newcastle Hill, so called because there had been a castle up there. Or something. Anyway, there may not have been a castle any more but there was a church. Half way up the hill.
One night, our dear landlord woke up needing to relieve himself, and scratching himself awake, he stumbled past the window to head along to the loo. Nothing unusual there.
What was unusual was the hugenormous glowing cross that was suspended in the sky, just outside his window. Apparently, it was lucky he was naked as he promptly shat himself. He told everyone about it. Convinced some god was after him for his sins.
He felt ever such a silly when he found out that the church had spent their hard earned collection money on a hugenormous glowing cross and had got it rigged up just that week...
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ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Thu 1 Mar 2007, 12:28,
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