Anybody else then run scenarios through their head. Like if a man with an axe jumped out from behind the sofa what would my escape route be and what weapons can I pick up on the way. But what about my wife and kid. Shit I’ll have to try and lead this bastard away but if he doesn’t I’ll have to fight him.
I reckon it’s because thousands of years ago, humans who instinctively made up monsters to be afraid of were more cautious, so they survived more often when there really was a monster (or a tiger, or a snake, or something), and so they lived longer and reproduced more
Same with why your first instinct when you hear a rustling in the bushes is something dangerous. Better to be prepared to run from a pack of wolves and be delighted to see a lil opossum than it is to be prepared to see a opossum and get got by a pack of wolves
Dude I have a walnut tree in my side yard and it dropped a walnut in the hostas while I was walking to my car at night. I thought I was being stalked lol
Yeah, horror movies have given me this weird thing where if I’m up late at night walking around in the dark and I pass a mirror my brain has to go “What if you looked at the mirror and saw something in it that’s not in the room” and then I’m like “stfu brain I’m about to go to sleep”. But still, what if?
I’ve never seen any horror movie and I do the exact same thing. Also when passing windows I’m scared that I will see someone looking through the window, staring at me.
Don't worry, more often than not at night they can see in much better than you can see out. They'd have plenty of time to hide before you could really tell what you were looking at.
Yeah, I know. But my fear isn’t exactly being watched. My fear is looking out from the window when it’s dark outside and looking to the face of someone just behind the glass, looking into my eyes. Or passing around a window and registering just with my peripheral vision a face right behind that window. I would, for example, never, ever, look behind curtain of the window when the curtain is draw and it’s dark outside.
After I watched X files back in my youth at night in the living room and I walked to my room afterwards, I often looked back to the black corridor because I had a feeling that somebody is there. It was strange. And scary.
Jokes on them, my life is so dull I hope some ghosts or demons pop out at me. The amazement and curiosity that would result is worth the scare. It would mean I’m no longer in the Office Space universe
A back alley demon attack would be an experience. What you’re suggesting is just pedestrian tweaking-induced grumpiness multiple stabbing. Not nearly as titillating.
One of these days, when I’m walking through pitch black darkness, these ghosts are gonna finally actually be holding knives at eye level right in front of me, waiting for me to take another step. All because I forgot to be anxious about it that one time.
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