What Are You Afraid Of?

What are you afraid of? What chills you to your very core? We all have one thing.

Is it the dark, a blackness so pure that you can’t see your hand in front of your face?

Could you last being lost in the woods, hiding from both the known and unknown, wondering if you’ll ever make it home?

Are you afraid of ghosts? Does the idea of demons and spirits make you nervous?

Or maybe it’s just people.. killers.. sick, twisted psychopaths that want to make you scream.

Not sure? We’ll figure it out for you.

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This was the advertisement Monday night on my Instagram feed. My closest friends and girlfriend clicked, and filled out the short quiz that followed. I wasn’t really interested. I was never too big on those on-line quizzes.

When my friend Chris (the arrogant son of a bitch he was) filled it out, he told me it was “retarded.” He never admitted to being afraid of anything. After he completed the quiz, he received an e-mail simply saying, “Thank you, your results are pending.”

Nothing ever came.

Sam, my girlfriend, also filled out the quiz. She’s obsessed with online quizzes, even the stupid ones like “What Kind of Squirrel Are You?”

She received the same e-mail and was pretty bummed out when she was left hanging.

My best buddy Joe took the quiz since he loves all things horror. He had the biggest collection of horror movies that I’ve ever seen. Same e-mail.

This all happened Monday. It’s Friday now.

Two days later, a video spread all over social media showing Chris pissing himself while passed out, drunk at a party. He hung himself that night in his garage with an extension cord.

Sam’s Mom had a psychotic break and has been tied to her bed posts since Wednesday. They called a Priest and he’s been with her ever since. Her family doesn’t want to go public, but they believe she’s been possessed.

What must be Joe was found in his bedroom, at least what was left of him. Pieces of flesh were strewn all about his room, bloodstains all over the walls. His head was removed, and a grizzly cut was made straight down the center. Cops found a chainsaw covered in blood at the end of a trail of footprints, leading from his bedroom through the house out into the backyard.

I didn’t take the quiz when they did, but the next night I couldn’t sleep. I took the quiz.

My results are pending.

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