Welcome back Eyeballers! Monster Mondays, and new articles, return to the slightly revised Haunted Eyeball.
But first, the terror!
It’s not typical for Enid Blyton to be the harbinger of nightmares, but thinking back to our youth, one of her books was responsible for a great deal of dread, angst and nightmares.
Whilst trying to think back to the things that really, truly wigged us out as a child, we suddenly come across the worst thing in the world.
(Image from a rather awesome Enid Blyton site. If you need to remember something Blyton based, go here).
Why this image is terrifying.
It contains almost all the elements required to freak out an over-imaginative six year old.
- An oversized animal.
- An oversized animal staring out a window.
- At you.
- In the dark.
And herein lies the pure personalised terror. And frankly, we’d take Pinhead over this creature any day of the week, and down any dark alley, too.
Having awoken the entirely rational terror of humanoid creatures that can look you in the eye, expect to see a few more of these beasts referred to in some future Monster Mondays.
Even the other pictures here, which attempt to make it more cuddly, more ‘cute kitty’ kind of fail. The real image of it, for the Eyeball, remains that black and white portrayal of something inhuman, raggedy yet thoroughly INTENT. Seared into the background of our memories, it’s still capable of sending our nerves quite a long way towards the wimpier end of fight or flight. Oh yes, over the years we have toughened up, learned that real life can be scarier than fiction, braved Wolf Creeks and Pumpkinheads. But the uncanny valley we entered when we first laid eyes on the picture above has, quite effectively, creeped us the fuck out for many years since.
Which, let’s be clear, was not usually the result of a hundred page Enid Blyton readathon.
This is all further proof that fear is purely subjective. After all, one famous author commented that what scared him the most was a Christmas tree running away on its roots, in a Rupert the Bear comic.
We are all at the mercy of our own thoughts processes. The only answer is to become thoroughly and totally desensitized. Time to order that ‘A Serbian Tale’ monstrosity on Amazon. Or, actually…nope.