As human beings it’s apparent that we love to scare the shit out of ourselves. We actively sit in a dark cinema and brace for jump scares while ugly ass spirits play havoc with some ill suspecting horny teenagers. We sit through hours of blood, gore and random limbs flying around as a brain dead zombie ravages the hot guy who we desperately wanted to live. Everything we see and hear, tailored to make us feel a sense of dread, fear, repulsion and adrenaline…  

 

But why the hell would we put ourselves through such torture? Surely the reality of life is frightening enough? Is it the thrill of experiencing our fears from a safe distance, after all it’s not real… 

 

So let’s get our imaginations working…