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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A mate and me
A few years back we were sodding about by the stairs at school and all of a sudden he pointed out a box to me on the wall. We opened it up and lo and behold - it was the security system thing for the building we were in. After a few minutes we got past the pin code (1234. honestly...) and started going through the options. One of these was "Sound alarm".
"Go on, push it." I said, not expecting him to actually do it. And if it did the worst that would happen is the alarm going off just in this small building we were in, right?
Wrong. He pushed it, and all of a sudden the fire alarm across the whole school erupted and hundreds of kids were flooding out of wherever they were, moving to the field. Me and him promptly crapped ourselves. Him especially. We spent the rest of the day in fear of eventually being called to the headmaster's office, it never did come though.
The funniest part though is that he had red ink on his hands after a mishap involving a red pen breaking in the last lesson. This left dirty red fingerprints all over the keys of the security-box-thing. If the school had only been wise enough to locate the source of the alarm, he would have LITERALLY been caught red-handed.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 23:40, Reply)
A few years back we were sodding about by the stairs at school and all of a sudden he pointed out a box to me on the wall. We opened it up and lo and behold - it was the security system thing for the building we were in. After a few minutes we got past the pin code (1234. honestly...) and started going through the options. One of these was "Sound alarm".
"Go on, push it." I said, not expecting him to actually do it. And if it did the worst that would happen is the alarm going off just in this small building we were in, right?
Wrong. He pushed it, and all of a sudden the fire alarm across the whole school erupted and hundreds of kids were flooding out of wherever they were, moving to the field. Me and him promptly crapped ourselves. Him especially. We spent the rest of the day in fear of eventually being called to the headmaster's office, it never did come though.
The funniest part though is that he had red ink on his hands after a mishap involving a red pen breaking in the last lesson. This left dirty red fingerprints all over the keys of the security-box-thing. If the school had only been wise enough to locate the source of the alarm, he would have LITERALLY been caught red-handed.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 23:40, Reply)
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