The scary movie that got me was No Man’s Land. A serial killer kills himself to avoid being taken to prison and his ghost traps the whole town while he goes on a killing spree.
I watched it again years later and it wasn’t nearly as scary as I remembered. I was like 12 and it was 2 in the morning, so it chilled my sleep deprived self to the bone.
Oddly enough, this movie wasn’t what gavee the worst nightmare I ever had. That honor belongs to the kids show Chalk Zone. The episode with the pink, hair eating frogs scared me in my dreams so bad I still get goosebumps just remembering it.
I’m reading this directly after a long day of social interactions with strangers. My social battery hit zero about two hours before the event was over and it still had two hours of talking to my kid(I love him to the bone, but I just can’t handle the nonstop talking when I’m this drained) and I got a surprise phone call from my family on top of all that
Safe to say I’m not gonna willingly talk to anyone for the next 24 hours. Just wanted to say I know the feeling and I hope you get the chance to decompress soon