Protect the children! Keep them away from scary things!

Being a weird child, I sought out scary books and movies. I can’t remember a story I stopped reading because it was too scary. If the movie was too scary I turned off the television. I knew the difference between reality and fiction. The only fiction inspired nightmare I ever had involved aspects of Captain Nemo and the Underwater City. Not the giant manta ray. I dreamed I was frozen in place and a painting of Captain Nemo was reaching out to … strangle me? Tickle me? Pick my nose? I couldn’t tell you because I forced myself to wake up.

Umm. Yeah. Apparently I’m rambling again.