Imagine it is dark out and you are already late for a dinner party. You’ve already gotten lost in the woods once looking for the bus stop you were supposed to transfer onto and had to wait 20 minutes for the next bus standing along a dark deserted stretch of road. Imagine also you just realized you are totally completely and hopelessly lost and you are just wandering the streets aimlessly not sure in which direction to go. These dark streets are basically deserted and all you are trying to do is find Gregor-Mendel-Straße (shout out to Mendel and his peas!!). You try to call your host to ask for directions, because although you weren’t smart enough to bring a map, you did think to write down your host’s phone number, and also to bring your mobile, only to find you can only dial 3 numbers before the network keeps cutting out. Panic is starting to set in a little bit.
Then you see it.
A guy, alone, walking towards you (also alone) in the dark.
He passes under a streetlight and you get a better look at him.
He is covered in blood…
and is slowly walking towards you…
carrying a chainsaw…
wearing a bloody hockey mask.
Seeing a guy dressed up like “Jason” from Friday the 13th might not normally scare you on Halloween.
But imagine you are in a foreign country where you have been told no one celebrates Halloween, and based on your previous experience the year before also in a European country that doesn’t celebrate Halloween, you have no reason to doubt this information. You, actually, have pretty much forgotten that October the 31st is any different than any other day of the year.
Then you see a serial killer walking towards you when you are lost and alone in the dark on the street.
And, in my own defense, that serial killer was the only person I saw all day who was (presumably) dressed up in costume.
Scariest Halloween ever.
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