The house is dark. I have trouble going to sleep. I stare into that open closet, thinking what lurks in there. Then all the scariest things flow into my mind. So I have a chain reaction of paranoia. Dark>Closet>Hallucinating
Because if I'm thinking of that stuff, and I'm about to hallucinate, oh god it's not gonna be good. I just try and shut my eyes and try to sleep. Also Dolls freak me the forget out.