Nothing to fear here... It's just a relaxing quiet walk through a peaceful cemetery, casually looking at centuries old grave markers. There's some interesting headstones, names, and dates... wow 1600s, that's really old. Some markers even contain ominous warnings... the stuff that nightmares are made of I guess. But who's really afraid of old stories, or warnings, or even curses? Never mind that it's starting to get dark and there's creepy crawling things scampering about all over the place. And those erie sounds that seem to be everywhere... nothing to be afraid of... it's probably just animals. That sudden chill in the air was simply a shift in the breeze. Now that the daylight is fading, shadows are playing tricks on your eyes, but that's all just your imagination. Supernatural... no body said anything about ghosts, or spirits, or goblins... that's all make believe... right? Let's be rational... absolutely nothing here to be concerned about. And if you feel a light touch on your arm or shoulder... or hear faint whispers or voices... just keep telling yourself... it's all in your imagination. Just remember.. It's all fun and games... until darkness consumes the last bit of daylight. Hey.. where did every body go? ... and you find yourself alone... all alone. Submitted for your approval... you have just stepped past the twilight zone of day into the darkness of your mind. A scary place to be sure. You are moving into a land of shadows and substance, of things and ideas... thoughts of things that just might happen next. You've crossed over into the realm of your imagination... the summit of your knowledge verses the pit of your fears. Be careful where it takes you... for you may pass the point of no return.
