

I've already seen my fair share of Resident Evil 7 Let's Plays without feeling much in my gut. Gore doesn’t irk me, and monsters are so yesterday. I often feel the same sense of ease when playing horror video games. I can round a corner and, well, gosh! It’s … a dude in a costume and usually some pretty cool makeup. As for haunted houses, with the exception of a few “intensified” experiences, ghouls can’t touch me, and the scares are predictable. I know that movies will progress without my input even if I’m shrinking back a bit in my seat, it’ll keep moving, and I can live out the full experience.

I’m immune to haunted houses and horror movies, because neither one force me out of my comfort zone. During the fall season, I spend a lot of time searching for fresh scares.
