Name: Harry Heath
Main genre: Horror, Dark Fantasy, maybe Sci-Fi
He can’t remember exactly what did it, but eventually Angus grew rather fond of the imaginative thought science and the amusing answers it presented; Freud certainly was prone to getting carried away here and there. But with the awareness of one’s inner-workings and how mankind is still rather embarrassingly hindered by our Palaeolithic survival instincts, it became almost trivial when odd creaks imitated footsteps within the halls of his underoccupied house or a silhouette danced there for a moment in a shadowy place.
It all really trickled down to, silly old me, just for briefly entertaining the thought.