I’m not sure if this story qualifies as a ‘wrong place, wrong time’ situation, but it certainly was in my mind at the time. I think it’s more like a ‘too high to be any place’ situation I was in. So is the plight of the young stoner, but these are the things we go through that make up stronger. Also, this is about the first time I saw Akira.
I love horror, but when I was a kid it scared the bejezzus out of me! I was afraid of anything the least bit related to monsters or evil, and now I can't get enough of the stuff. Love that evil! Anyway, I started thinking about the origins of this fear and tried to figure it all out in this week's story. Hail Satan!