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?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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didn't scare me but...
on one of my many scout camps we had to be mentors to a younger group of Cub Scouts - they had their own camp site setup just a little bit up the woods from our own camp site.
Anyways, one of my fellow scouts had brought with him a CD player (with detachable speakers!) and among his handfull of discs we some sound FX albums - one of which specialised in spooky noises.
we did the cruel thing of sneaking up to the cub's tents with the detachable speakers spread out for maximum stereo effect. Played a few selected sounds and noises (evil creature noises, chains, howls and stuff). The little peeps stopped chatting to each other to "what's that?" and "shit" and then to pure nervous silence.
We stopped the fun at that point and snuck back to our own campsite. The next morning the little cubbies looked like they didn't sleep much that night. In fack on the initial head count we noticed one was missing.
After a bit of searching we had found the missing peep curled up asleep under the back seat of the bus we travelled in. It's a wonder why they didn't have brown sleeping bags from that one.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 13:40, Reply)
on one of my many scout camps we had to be mentors to a younger group of Cub Scouts - they had their own camp site setup just a little bit up the woods from our own camp site.
Anyways, one of my fellow scouts had brought with him a CD player (with detachable speakers!) and among his handfull of discs we some sound FX albums - one of which specialised in spooky noises.
we did the cruel thing of sneaking up to the cub's tents with the detachable speakers spread out for maximum stereo effect. Played a few selected sounds and noises (evil creature noises, chains, howls and stuff). The little peeps stopped chatting to each other to "what's that?" and "shit" and then to pure nervous silence.
We stopped the fun at that point and snuck back to our own campsite. The next morning the little cubbies looked like they didn't sleep much that night. In fack on the initial head count we noticed one was missing.
After a bit of searching we had found the missing peep curled up asleep under the back seat of the bus we travelled in. It's a wonder why they didn't have brown sleeping bags from that one.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 13:40, Reply)
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