Try to calm yourself. After all, these are merely the hobgoblins of the devil, surrounding you, dancing through your vision, chanting, chanting, chanting. This is why when you went fishing your stepmother caught that giant worm (it was at least forty feet long). She reeled it ashore and then jumped on its back, and it only crawled back into the water and went under. She caught a giant worm, and you caught a giant shrimp. Your giant shrimp was only a foot long, and it had a beard of tentacles, reaching, reaching, reaching. Everyone around you was catching giant worms, and you were afraid of the giant worms. Someone was accused of a crime and his house was under water. There was a warp in time and a rift in time. Part of your coat got caught on the fish nets before they pulled them in (for you were under water in the accused man's house), and they pulled part of your coat in with the fish nets two days before you had been there. The accused man was getting out of jail and coming home, and you were in his house under water. One of your friends was making pornographic videos with his wife. You could not help but be terrified of the giant worms.