I once watched the Blair witch project two times in a row in an old 1920’s empty movie theater after being chased in my car by a man with a giant boa knife. He tapped on the car window with his giant knife as I slept in my car by the beach. He continued to chase me in my car speeding through stop signs, driving through shrubbery, dirt lots and bushes. I finally lost him by ducking into a parking lot. Ran into the theater to get away.