More of a story this time:
When I was a kid, I was terribly afraid of the dark. When I got too scared in my room, I'd walk over to the other side of the house and sleep with my grandma.
So one night I got scared in my dark room, and started my nightly trek to grandma's room (which of course down a dark hallway). Unfortunately, my mom accidentally set the alarm to motion sensor. So I got halfway through the hall, and this BLARING alarm goes off. I RUN to my grandma's room and crash through her door. She screams (thinking someone broke in), and I scream back (just freakin' scared), we both exchange screams once more, and then I jump in her bed hiding under the covers.
She screams some more thinking a robber has just jumped in her bed.