Cycling home from work
Many years ago i worked in a pub a good few miles from my home.

Usually i would take the bus or get a lift home, but i'd acquired a bicycle and with that a habit of forcing myself to travel further afield in the aims of keeping fit, decided to bike to and from work.

One night, i was a wee bit giddy, having indulged in a little bit of herbal smokage after hours and was pretty much set for my journey home.
Now i'm not of a cowardly or indeed nervous disposition, usually dealing with danger head on.
But not that night... It was kind of around the time 'Silent Hill' was released on the playstation and i'd been playing it obsessively for the last few weeks and was eager to get home and finally complete the game.

Anyways i mounted the bike and trundled off, not realising how late it actually was (close to midnight) and i headed down the by-pass following the cycle path along side the usually busy main road.

A mile or so along the incredibly long stretch of road, i started to develop a rather irrational fear of being followed. So i glanced back and naturally saw nothing... and continued. But all was quiet, no cars had passed me in the last twenty minutes.

Again this nagging feeling intensified by the marajuana jitters continued to grow and grow and i began to really get freaked out. To the left of me was a field, which was rather picturesque during daylight hours, but at night its vast emptiness conjured sinister feelings of loneliness and vast emptiness. Ahead of me nothing stirred... And to the right a few rows of houses were the only things that suggested human life, although only a few lights were actually on, adding to my irrational fear.

For many miles i was alone on this stretch of road, and STILL i had a growing sense of doom and paranoia. No sign of anyone, no cars, no people, nothing....

Then... The universe decided to fuck with me.

All of a sudden the street lights vanished, plunging me into near darkness... Suddenly alarm bells started ringing, shattering the night time silence with shrieking wails... Here i was totally alone now in the countryside, with nothing but darkness and loud industrial sounds for company.

Oh my god.. I thought, i'd fallen through the veil to the dark side. I was still many miles from home and now i'd somehow wandered into silent fucking hill.

Well, in actual fact the local area had suffered a temporary power failure, triggering every burglar alarm off for many miles around and knocking off the street lights.

Still.. I nearly shat myself.

Damn my over active imagination and drug fuelled paranoia.
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Fri 24 Jul 2009, 1:05, 3 replies)

Silent Hill
Is fucking creepy, especially when you're stoned. Im off to amsterdam for mates birthday in a week (nine gram joint =]), I may load it onto my PSP for some fun times
(Federale, Sat 25 Jul 2009, 2:23, closed)

Scared the shit out of me
...when I played SH for the first time. Me and my brother used to to play it together at night as we would be too scared on our own. We were a couple of pansies as teenagers!
( VandenPlas can't think of anything clever - no change there!, Sat 25 Jul 2009, 13:28, closed)

Haha
me and my mate (both in our twenties) almost screamed like girls when we played siren / forbidden siren for the first time.

Very scary game.
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Sat 25 Jul 2009, 19:12, closed)