What do we fear the most?
A terror that confronts us head on, one that we can see and maybe even rationalise?
Or is it the unknown creature, with terrifying teeth, that lurks in the darkness?
My heart skips a beat as I pass the shadows, imagination battling feverishly against any sense of reason. My pace quickens. Did I just see something move? A shape? A...thing? Now my pulse pounds in my temple, my heartbeat thunders in my chest. But...is there even anything there?
No longer can I take the sense of not knowing. I stop. I reach out a trembling hand, slowly towards the blackness...
Stay safe, people.