For a long, long time, I couldn’t figure out one question: why do people go to horror novels or movies? Why do people create horrors out of nothing to scare themselves? Why does the protagonist of a horror story go to a rather suspicious attic instead of hiding in the safety of his own bed in the dead of night? Can’t we wait until another day? 　　Later, when I grew up a little bit and knew a little bit more about the world, I finally realized: it turns out that the real world is always scarier than stories. The theme of horror stories is not horror, but courage. It helps…