White Day or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Being Assaulted by Ghost Girls

I love horror. Specifically psychological horror. Tension, dread, the unknown. I don't especially like jump-scares, and I despise over-the-top gore. To me, a monster ripping someone's limps off isn't nearly as scary as staring into a black void. Subtle audio cues, spooky music, these are my favorite elements of horror. I've recently been playing the … Continue reading White Day or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Being Assaulted by Ghost Girls