It starts with a campfire at night, or a flashlight before a face during a sleepover. Everyone’s still wide awake, and they’re listening to the stories. The scary ones, of course! Nice and juicy, guaranteed to send a light thrill through the back of your neck.
What if I were to tell you that there are certain stories— the scary ones, the ones that make you afraid of the dark— that you should really be afraid of? What if there are horror stories that are… alive, if you could call it that… and that are feeding on the fear generated in each retelling of their tale? (more…)