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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I'm normally the one who does the scaringOne of my proudest moments, when I was 8 or 9, walking home through dark woods with an older cousin and making up stories about corpse candles ("you see the light - and you die!") Scared her so badly she shut her eyes and made me lead her home ("but if I see one and die..." "Shutup shutup don't look at it!")
Heh.
Anyway, wannabe rapists in car parks just made me sweary and violent, and Channel crossings with 16-foot waves made me queasy, but for pure undiluted terror I was sleeping peacefully in bed when a thunderstorm sneaked up on me and let off a nuclear warhead right overhead.
I woke up instantly, levitating about a foot off the bed in shock in a room full of light. For an instant. Then it was pitch black, but in afterimages I could see alien faces.
I spent the rest of the night downstairs on the sofa with the dog. God alone knows what help I thought she'd be against hallucinatory alien abduction though, she was bog all use as a guard dog. Maybe I hoped the aliens would think she was sexier than me.
(, Wed 28 Feb 2007, 11:26, Reply)
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