I mean it’s like, I have nothing against the actual technique of analog horror — I’m sure it’s possible to pull it off well — it’s just that whenever people online have tried to share analog horror with me I always come out of it kinda like… “Uhhhh, OK…? That wasn’t particularly scary.” — and then these people all accuse me of going “I’m not scared!!! I’m not scared!!!” like some sort of little kid who is actually very much scared… But I assure them that I really, sincerely, honestly found whatever YouTube video series they told me to binge-watch to be a lot more silly than scary.
They think I’m lying because they know that I have a low tolerance for spookiness: literally as a grown-ass woman a few years ago I was so scared by “When Day Breaks” that I literally could not sleep the following night, and ended up conking out in the middle of the day. When I was found a few hours later in a small corner of the library beside my class, forehead on laptop trackpad, covering the desk in my own drool, I had to very awkwardly explain to my school staff that I in fact failed to show up to that week’s dorm meeting literally just because I had listened to an audiobook that was too spooky. The amount of shame and embarrassment I felt in that moment was like little I’d experienced before.
So yeah, it says something that I just haven’t found any actually scary analog horror yet.
Honestly I still don’t get analog horror
I mean it’s like, I have nothing against the actual technique of analog horror — I’m sure it’s possible to pull it off well — it’s just that whenever people online have tried to share analog horror with me I always come out of it kinda like… “Uhhhh, OK…? That wasn’t particularly scary.” — and then these people all accuse me of going “I’m not scared!!! I’m not scared!!!” like some sort of little kid who is actually very much scared… But I assure them that I really, sincerely, honestly found whatever YouTube video series they told me to binge-watch to be a lot more silly than scary.
They think I’m lying because they know that I have a low tolerance for spookiness: literally as a grown-ass woman a few years ago I was so scared by “When Day Breaks” that I literally could not sleep the following night, and ended up conking out in the middle of the day. When I was found a few hours later in a small corner of the library beside my class, forehead on laptop trackpad, covering the desk in my own drool, I had to very awkwardly explain to my school staff that I in fact failed to show up to that week’s dorm meeting literally just because I had listened to an audiobook that was too spooky. The amount of shame and embarrassment I felt in that moment was like little I’d experienced before.
So yeah, it says something that I just haven’t found any actually scary analog horror yet.
the only one that really fucked with me was the mandela catalogue. kept me up at night for real