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I'll try my hand at scary. I awoke, it was night time in what I could only assume was a city. I looked to my right and the alleyway could not be passed. A massive hole was there, meaning that there was only one way to go, left. I exit to the street to find it fairly empty. I trudge down the sidewalk as few cars pass by, I can't make out the faces of the people in the cars. I try to wave one down, maybe they could help me figure out where the hell I was. This was to no avail, nobody was willing to stop. I don't blame them. One thing was for sure, nobody was walking the sidewalk with me. I just walked down the sidewalk. Eventually city turned to country with the sidewalk still going. It was getting darker, to the point where I couldn't see the sidewalk either. As I walked, memories flooded my head. Everything negative in my life. The time where my grandfather died, when the love of my life cheated on me, even the times when I was a young child and I had scraped my knees. Every minuscule moment that caused me pain. I stopped walking, there was a man blocking my path. He was dressed in a jacket, jeans and a hat that was tipped down to hide his features. I could see him plain as day, but I couldn't see anything else here. No trees, no houses, not even the sidewalk I was standing on. As he faced me, he took a look at his watch and nodded. He turned his back and began to walk. I yelled out to him. "Hey! I need your help!" He continued walking. I yelled to him again. "Hey! Can you help me? You and I are the only living things around here and I don't know where I am." He stopped, he spoke to me in a voice that seemed to be inside of my head. "You will figure out where you are, and no. You are not alive." He continued walking, eventually the darkness consumed him too. I looked around and the memories continued, seeming to reflect off the infinite darkness. The time where I broke my arm, the time where my cat died in my arms. I knelt to cry, it was too much. It's been too much. I don't know how long I've been here. Days? Months? Years?

I am sort of known for being able to come up with a decent story in 5 minutes or so. I actually made that after more than a few shots of vodka. Very loosely based off of Jacob's Ladder. Single scariest movie ever made in the history of history.