Oh, speaking of haunted houses... a sad little story about why I haven't gone in one for years.
I was probably 13 or 14 when this happened, my brother talked me into going into a haunted house with a 'The Ring' theme. Near the end of the path, there was a girl dressed up as Samara hiding around a corner and just waiting for people to walk by and scare the betelgeuse out of them. I happened to be the unlucky candidate, and she kinda did this thing where she reached out toward me without touching. Unfortunately for her I'm on the 'fight' side of the fright response and I punched her in the