Some people really enjoy the idea of having a home out in the middle of nowhere. The isolation, away from the hustle of modern urbanity, the quiet. Those are aspects which are so unappealing to me that it’s hard to even try to imagine why someone could potentially appreciate it. Not to mention the fact that being alone in a house in the middle of nowhere is incredibly creepy.
The scene was classic Horror: Two teens alone in a house late at night. Most of the lights were out and the teens were huddled on the floor with torment and carnage right in front of their eyes. The teens were actually me and my high school girlfriend, Caroline, and we were watching the Horror classic, CARRIE (1976).