There is a reason I am uneducated in all things undead. <whispers>
I'm a big girly wuss. I must be about 15 years behind my contemporaries - the things that scare me now are things that they were
minorly bothered by terrified of at 15. They built up a resistance to scary stuff and moved on. I stagnated and just avoid, avoid, avoid.
As such, I am only half way through the first episode of The Walking Dead. Pathetic? Indeed.
It's the tension that scares me. Someone jumping out in the dark, not knowing what is around the corner. And so, this:
scared the pants right off me. It's like a televisual version of Silent Hill. <shudders>
I'll be watching the rest of The Walking Dead today.
In the daylight.
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