I think one of my favourite parts in horror is the end when we get a glimpse of The Final Girl (or whoever) trying to go back to their ‘normal’ life prior to the traumatic events of the preceding story and an uncanniness sets in – beyond the question of whether the horror could repeat itself. the horror of life once you’ve ‘survived’ is distinct from the horror of survival in the midst of the action – it’s a return to a passive state of being that feels discordant with what we’ve seen it takes to be alive