Am combining my love of a) scary things and b) being several years late to the punchline by reading creepypasta.
The
Slender Man, for instance, is a BRILLIANT idea when you already have a bad habit of seeing non-existent things in your peripheral vision. Woo!
Quite like the
Oh Internet definition: "A piece of awesome creepypasta is like an awesome bran muffin, in that it will leave you thoroughly shitting yourself."
I'll be in my bunk, in a foetal position, with all the lights on.
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