From a HSH chat.
In 1984, Smith was tortured in room 101 with having a cage of rats strapped to his face.

What dear OTers would your greatest fear be?
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 11:58, 34 replies, latest was 17 years ago)

Waxworks......
Urgh.... Seriously, the thought of being locked in a room with waxworks makes me panic slightly
(Fredz A graveyard of hopes, a dump of ambition, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:01, Reply)

spiders
fucking fucking hate the fucking fuckers.
Make my fucking skin fucking crawl.

Too many fucky legs and too many fucky eyes and too many of the fucking things!
(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:01, Reply)

Being in a room,
Deep underground.
Sand on the floor, with a Polar Bear.
( Cawl, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:01, Reply)

...
People who think that Orwell wrote a book called 1984. For ever.
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:08, Reply)

Having a screen on my forehead
that said what I was really thinking.

Cunts
( horace wimp needs more than 49 characters to fully express hi, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:11, Reply)

Stuck in a room with people my own age with no sense of humour, would push me over the edge.
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:13, Reply)

A total absence of silence.
or complete loss of control over the sounds I was hearing.
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:23, Reply)

Being locked in a completely empty room apart from 1 PC with a direct connection to /talk and /talk only.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:23, Reply)

Being stuck in a lift.
I would probably lose control of my bodily functions. Very quickly.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 12:37, Reply)

After
watching Saving Private Ryan again last night, I would have to say, landing on the Normandy beaches begin fired at by Germans with machine guns while all those around me were being shot in the head and losing limbs.

That would be pretty bloody scary.
(dchurch bah, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:00, Reply)

Maggots give me teh fear.
Also being the last women on earth and the last man being JMG.

Oh the horror!
( girlinthehole, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:10, Reply)

Waking up in the middle of an eye operation
But still totally paralysed and unable to talk.
(oneinthepink is at your cervix m'lady, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:12, Reply)

Being hopelessly lost.
A recurring nightmare for a long time was of being in NYC with friends and being on the subway, getting separated and trapped on the train when they got off, and having no fucking idea where I was or where I was headed. I would get off of the train and find myself in an impenetrable maze of buildings and traffic with no clue how to get home.

These days I know I could manage, no matter where I was- I can navigate in the wilderness or in a city easily enough. But now and then that nightmare pops up...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:21, Reply)

Herr Doktor Lemminge in a bikini
dropping dookie on Kaol's pre-greased chest.
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:22, Reply)

To be trapped
in the 'Puns' QOTW for all time.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:35, Reply)

to be stuck in this job
for more than the next few months.

*plots escape*
( cackers, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 14:18, Reply)

1984?
In 1984, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. Probably.

I'm not giving up my fears to you. I know your game. You're planning to capture us all and make us yield our b3ta passwords, aren't you? Aren't you? Admit it!

*is paranoid*
(ThomsonsPier consumes, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 14:19, Reply)

Damn ThomsonsPier
You've rumbled my plan.

:)
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 14:32, Reply)

A cage strapped to my face
containing all the worst guests who were ever invited onto Room 101.

(I can see it being logistically quite challenging as my face isn't that big...)
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 14:41, Reply)

Another night terror
is being trapped with nothing but the VH-1 reality shows like Rock Of Love to watch.

Worse: being trapped in a room with Tyra Banks and her posse.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:05, Reply)

I think I'm now scared
of you people. Ya'll have some really scary thoughts listed there.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:18, Reply)

Oh and another one
Being in the sea with dolphins swimming around me.
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:21, Reply)

Oh god, it's getting worse...
Being sedated with enough muscle relaxant to paralyse me, but leaving me able to hear...

...and then being left in a front row seat of a live recording of an edition of Just a Minute, hosted by the ever-obsequious Nicolas Parsons and with four copies of Gyles Brandreth on the panel.
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:25, Reply)

Oh, and Thought For The Day
being given over to some wanker from the Westborough Baptist Church
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:26, Reply)

Being sedated
by makeup artists.

Who make me up to look like Russell Brand.

And then lock me in a room full of mirrors.
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:28, Reply)

Burnley

(Halfy By light alone, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:29, Reply)

@Halfy
I work in Burnley.


*shudders*
( girlinthehole, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 15:35, Reply)

Ending up in a sex mad marraige
With Margeret Thatcher or Anne Widdecombe. Ewww!
(The Archduke of South London I'm in your Girlfriend eating her organs, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 17:50, Reply)

That I would marry a sweet, wonderful woman;
That we would have a beautiful, loving child;
And then this would happen.

Good God.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Mon 9 Mar 2009, 17:58, Reply)

I once had a nightmare
that I had been given the chance to trade my body for a much younger one, that my brain would be put into a healthy young male body. As in my dream I was old and sick, I went for it.

In the dream I came out of the surgery and looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I looked a lot like this kid, but with thicker lips, bad acne and other bad things. As I stared at my not-nice-looking face in the reflection I thought, "Thank god I had some incredible sex the last time around, because I ain't gonna get any looking like this!"

I was very confused when I woke up.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 18:06, Reply)

A few things to add to your list.
www.pinktentacle.com/2009/03/monster-mummies-of-japan/

Sweet dreams.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 9 Mar 2009, 18:21, Reply)

being buried alive
with Jade Goodey
(knackerz is skinning up, Tue 10 Mar 2009, 5:29, Reply)

Wasps, Bears, Big dogs and dying alone!
To be murdered alone in a secluded area by a bear with a doberman on its back that shoots wasps from its mouth would be hell!
(Dangerous Disco Trev Isn't my real name, Tue 10 Mar 2009, 11:42, Reply)

My greatest fear...
...would a QOTW about 'puns'...
(emadex thinks the world will end on, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 13:16, Reply)