This is a thread that likely should have been made about 2 weeks earlier, but late posting is better than no posting whatsoever.

What is something that spooks you? It could be a movie, a game, an experience, a concept, or really just about anything.

For me personally, It's the blair witch project that sends shivers down my spine. Regardless of whether there is or isn't an actual blair witch, the concept of being lost in the woods, not knowing where I am or where I'm going, each step pulling me much deeper into the forest and much deeper into insanity, scares me more than any monster, as it is more likely to happen.

when i was a kid we had the VHS for this shitty-ass, direct-to-video movie called Casper: A Spirited Beginning

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casper:_A_Spirited_Beginning

I don't remember a single thing about the movie except the intro where they show this ghost train and it scared the living shit out of me:

I'd say, the terror of loss. I know that this might be a bit cliche; it's not a movie, a book, or video game. It's just the fear of losing or missing out.

I've been going through my brain a bit this month. I live in a hellishly pod-people place with lots of flatulent affluence that I didn't know would or could be a problem, until it became my problem. I really don't belong here, this place, where everyone hires out a nanny to raise their child and uses money to fix their problems. I just happened to buy a cheap house that needed work and fixed it.

Losing myself to this place is going to suck. I'm already in hot water for not belonging by my nearest neighbors and the board is going to rewrite the rules that they recently wrote in ("you can keep hens now!") because one neighbor in particular doesn't like the look of my coop -- or my clotheslines, or my childrens' toys, or my working garden, but she is going after those items as a bulk property-maintenance complaint and it doesn't risk the death/loss of my hens, little living critters.

I've had waves of despair crashing over me as I fight this thing. I knew I didn't belong here, and I told myself previously, I am not going to change for them, but now we're raking our leaves instead of leaving (sorry) them on the ground and I've planted a half-dozen arborvitaes surrounding my hens little personal space and doing all these things to make a problem that doesn't exist seem fixed to a board that is as rich as this jerk.

That's pretty fucking spooky for me.