Sitting at home, watching Poltergeist by yourself, biting your nails trying hard to not be scared. Tearing at the cuticles with your teeth, peeling back the skin, wondering why you taste copper. Then you scream and raise your hand to cover your eyes and scream again as you realise you’ve gloved your entire hand, exposing the bloody sinew and tendons, looking down seeing the pile of skin bits flicked onto the floor.