Where Angels Fear
1 min readOct 24, 2017

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Don’t act like I’m the only one to start thinking horrible scenarios up for people once they reveal their phobias

Alright … it’s a fair cop.

The difference though is that I don’t revel in it — not every time anyway ; P

No couple inspired me, it just seemed the most logical plot for the worst nightmare of someone afraid of the ocean.

More so than shark attack?

I think you’re projecting there … I think you’ll find more people afraid of shark attack than of being murdered on their honeymoon — maybe you should see a therapist?

Also … no, I won’t marry you — thankyou for not asking!

The parasailing incident was there right away.

But of course.

[No … I’m not getting smaller — I’m backing away from you].

hating them enough to arrange murder means scorned lover.

Hmmmmm … that’s sweetly innocent. It’s perfectly possible to have fantasies about killing complete strangers in horrific ways and really mean them with every fibre of your being, trust me — I do every day of my life [1].

[1] It’s inadvisable to be the kind of person who wanders off, leaving their shopping trolley in the middle of a supermarket aisle … blocking it … when I’m about — that’s all it takes for me to start contemplating funnels and kettles of boiling water … metal tubes with barbed wire in them … or baby-carriages and freeways … to name but three such.

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Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.