Lately for me it’s been claws. Not cute kitty or puppy paws, but alien malicious claws the size of a baby’s hand grabbing at my flesh. Not that I see a lot of these, mind you, but sometimes in the dry air I’ll get a little itch or tiny stabbing pain in a limb. Aaahhh, it’s the claw! And last week when I was bringing my dry cleaning home, and the ends of the hangers were digging into my flesh… claw!
When you are camping alone in the middle of nowhere, trying to get or stay asleep in your tent.
And some critter is making quite a sound. But you can’t figure out WHAT critter would make a sound like that. Thats when I just cocoon myself in my sleeping bag and hope it goes away. I sure as hell ain’t looking outside to see whats making that scary sound.
I used to get that, the last winter I lived at home with my parents, but really only in the kitchen, where we had a sliding glass door and two floor-to-ceiling windows. I brushed it off all winter, and at the end of the winter I went out there, where I saw dozens of footprints in the snow, leading from the sidewalk. We never went to that side of the house in the winter.
You get that feeling amped up to 11 if you go to a concert at the Gibson Amphitheater in L.A. You have to walk through a darkened, deserted Universal City Walk to get to your car. It’s very creepy when you’ve got 4000 tired Black Sabbath fans silently herding through what feels like a dead, futuristic city.
Faces by windows and dogs that are growling,
Away in the distance a creature is howling,
Three in the morning the telephone rings,
These are a few of the creepiest things
Books from the library with hair in the pages,
Ads for girl housemates offering wages,
The thud from the window of the fledgelings,
These are a few of the creepiest things
Abandoned plushies and toddler footwear,
Leaving things places and finding them elsewhere,
Things in the darkness out hunting Earthlings,
These are a few of the creepiest things.
Last night when I got off work at 11 PM, I came home and when I went to unlock my door to come inside, I saw my reflection in the window on the door. For a moment I was certain that I was going to see the reflection of someone walking up behind me. I have no idea why. Never had that feeling before (and hope I don’t get it again!) but it was absolutely overwhelming. I could not get the key in the lock fast enough!
I don’t know if these count, but back about 20 years ago, I was a flower delivery boy immediately before college, and we delivered to a few funeral homes.
Creepy thing 1: Catching the occasional faint whiff of formaldehyde
Creepy thing 2: Seeing what looked like big storage cabinets in the storage room, and then noticing that they had thermometers on them that read 37 degrees.
Creepy thing 3: Some of the bigger ones had casket storage in their back rooms, and seeing 10 or so caskets stacked up in 2 stacks of 5 is creepy for sure.
The one in Orlando could be creepy as well when a Hard Rock show lets out, except you don’t walk through the CityWalk part per se (which would be creepy), but rather an elevated platform with people movers with high powered dance music pumping along. High powered dance music makes everything non creepy.