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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Peeled m'self off the ceilingI was young.
My parents left for the evening. I curled up with a very creeeepy Stephen King novel (well, I was young. It was creepy then!).
Being late fall, it got dark relatively quickly. Soon, the only light in the house was the dim chairside lamp illuminating my page. Engrossed in the book, I fail to realize how very dark it has become.
Sooner or later, the book reaches its inevitable climax. The protagonist is being chased by the Evil. He feels the breath of the beast on the back of his neck, and then, with a faint, audible *plink!*, I am plunged into complete and utter darkness.
I jump completely out of my seat, heart racing, and dive for the lightswitch, momentarily convinced that the Powers of Darkness are out to get me.
Really.
Why the sudden darkness? At that exact moment, the bulb in the lamp next to me burnt out. Perfectly ordinary occurrence, but it scared the living poop out of me. I turned on every light in the house after that.
(, Sun 25 Feb 2007, 0:20, Reply)
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