NIGHTMARE at the Cinema – Animated Horror Flicks
Once upon a time, I found myself in a peculiar situation at the cinema. It was a Friday night, and my plans to watch a movie with friends took an unexpected turn. They bailed on me at the last minute, leaving me stranded at the movie theater. Despite feeling a bit lonely, I decided to make the most of my time and catch a film.
The movie I chose, “Gorgon’s Ghost,” had an odd title, but it seemed better than the alternative – Twilight. As the movie played, I noticed something unusual happening around me. A person in the audience was staring in my direction instead of at the screen. At first, I dismissed it as a curious child, but to my surprise, it was an older man with wide-open eyes and a faint smile.
Feeling uncomfortable with the intense gaze, I pretended to be engrossed in my phone, hoping to shake off the stranger’s attention. The bright screen helped distract me, but when I eventually checked, he seemed to have lost interest and resumed watching the movie.
However, my relief was short-lived. The stranger reappeared on the other end of my row, causing a sense of unease to wash over me. With each passing moment, he inched closer, and a strange vibration hinted at his unsettling proximity. Unable to endure it any longer, I impulsively fled for the exit.
In the cinema hallway, I realized my phone was missing, likely dropped during my escape. While contemplating the risk of going back inside, I heard a commotion – the movie had ended, and people were leaving. Seizing the opportunity, I sneaked back in, determined to retrieve my phone and escape the eerie situation.
As I searched for my phone in the dimly lit cinema, I heard its ringtone. Following the sound, I discovered it in a trash bin near the front row. Confused about its strange location, my optimism faded when I saw my phone covered in blood.
The realization hit me – it was a trap. Someone had intentionally lured me back inside, and I found myself in a dangerous situation. Panicking, I escaped the theater, leaving behind any thoughts of understanding the stranger’s motives.
The incident left a lasting impact on me, a reminder that public places, even seemingly harmless ones like a movie theater, could be unsafe, especially at night. Though I struggled to forget the unsettling events, I knew I had to move forward, acknowledging the harsh reality that safety is not always guaranteed in public spaces.
