You sacrificed a precious hour watching innocent people become lunch meat, and now it’s your bedtime. Tucked underneath cozy comforters, the darkness inside your mind turns on, just like the television inside your living room.
You can’t use a television remote to change the channel inside your mind.
If a thirsty zombie is about to give a cheerleader a hickey from hell, you can turn off the television, especially if you’re not into that kind of shit. However, your imagination keeps the show going…whether you like it or not.
Empathy is the magic ability to imagine what it’s like to experience an innocent victim’s potentially deadly situation.
Let’s give it a horrific shot: imagine a sweaty jogger huffing and puffing through a happy forest. It’s a sunny day, of course. Birds chirp their new hit single. Bears nibble on blueberries. Oh no! Look over there! A masked maniac stumbles near an oak tree. He’s…
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