I'm the type of person who loves horror movies. I love getting scared.
One evening I went into the woods with a couple of friends. We were under the influence of MJ so everything was so much more intense. Our goal was a lookout and an old ruin which was supposedly a 45 minute hike... We ended up hiking for four hours in total. Before the woods begin there is a long tunnel you must go through. A tunnel straight out of a bad slasher movie .And in these type of situations my horror movie brain turns on and I come up with the creepiest creatures in my mind. I used to be so frightened of those thoughts/hallucinations/pictures my brain created but on that warm summer night something changed. Walking in the dark not knowing where the fuck I was comforted me.
Fear can control you. In fact it controlled me. With a steady grip it held onto me for quite some time , like a puppet . It consumed me, swallowed me up. Fear of people, the outside world ,myself . I was afraid I wouldn't be able to function in this world. A world where you eat or you are eaten. At least that's how i used to see things. But in that night I didn't feel fear, I felt in controll.
The trees are long,slender and majestic looking. Our footsteps and our breathing were the only things audible. An occasional rustle in the dark made our hearts jump but we knew we are the ones you must frighten . Us humans. With our destructive behaviour and our never satisfied hunger for more, bigger, better, faster. Destruction of this globe we call home. This is what really frightens me. Not my brain but my species.
Once we reached the ruin I felt like my mind was playing tricks . I kept seeing shadow figures dancing inbetween the trees . I felt a presence like we weren't alone in those woods. Something must roam these woods. Not visible not audible not even in this realm , somewhere else but here. The undertone of the wind. An invisible mist like a scent. Not only in these woods though .
