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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Just remembered a good 'unI was living in a shared house a few years back with three lovely girls (lucky me!).
One of them, Sam, was quite inexperienced in just about every aspect of life and had never lived away from her parents before... shortly after moving in her Dad came round and re-painted her bedroom in a very bright shade of near-blinding whiteness and before leaving forgot to mention anything about paint fumes to his fairly naive daughter.
A few hours later everyone in the house had gone to bed, I was settling down myself, when, suddenly from downstairs I heard the most ungodly screaming! It sounded as though someone was being murdered to death! So, being the heroic young fellow that I am, I charged down the stairs in my pants, burst through Sam's bedroom door and flicked the lightswitch on.
Sam was in bed, duvet pulled up over her head, screaming the house down that a blonde version of her own father was trying to stab her to death and rape her. After a quick look around the rest of the room I saw that the window was shut tight, the door had also been closed and the smell of paint was completely overpowering.
The silly cow had been hallucinating and I soon calmed her down.
She also had a Jeremy Beadle hand, but I still would have...
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