The Scary Place
I cleaned out my car last week. It had been (cough) a year or so since I last cleaned it out so I really got in there with the vacuum and multiple interior cleansers. And while it wasn't horrible at first glance, once I took out the car mats and got down to look under the seats... Whoa! There were things under there I didn't recognize. Plus various pens, money, socks, water bottles, an umbrella, six Gobstoppers, and pebbles galore. Amazing what could fit under there--and amazing that none of it was visible at first glance. I vow not to let it get that bad again. (We'll see how long that lasts!)
The Scarier Place
I paid a visit to son # 2's college bookstore (online) just to check and see how much his books are going to cost for the upcoming semester and nearly had myself a heart attack. Scary, scary, scary.
The Scariest Place of All
That would be my mind. I'm working on A Witch Before Dying (not sure they'll keep that title), and I have mentions of Dracula and Sasquatch in the same chapter...and it works, I swear. I'm telling you--scary.