There’s something really terrifying about the concept of being pursued by something that can only walk slowly after. Just slooowly following. You can chill for a while if you get far enough away but it’s still coming.
That’s called “persistence hunting” and it’s how humans hunted all sorts of megafauna to extinction, as well as what let our species become so disperse and so numerous. Our existence is a horror story told from the monster’s perspective.
So you’re telling me zombie is absolutely a valid career path
Watch the movie on Netflix called “ It Follows” lol
Basically our hunting super power is that we are really smart, good at tools and can walk/run forever.
My roommate Kait runs 20 miles 4 times a week.
Horses can only travel about 32 miles a day.If my roommate ran 20 miles twice in one day (possible if she does one in the morning and one in the afternoon) she would out travel a horse.
She is not FASTER than a horse, but if a horse was walking away from her for 8 solid hours, Kait could catch up to it. She could probably also walk after it for an additional 5-10 miles after the run and then stab it when it got too tired to go on.
But kait’s athletic.
I, on the other hand, am a fatty fat who weighs 210 and never exercises ever.
I once, completely spontaneously because i had no money for the train, walked 17 miles in the winter from one end of Chicago to the other. I had also not eaten and was wearing a backpack. It took me 3 hours, but I accomplished it with ease. If i wasn’t a chub goddess, and had eaten and it was summer and I wasn’t wearing a backpack with a laptop in it, imagine how far and fast I could have gone.
Now. Horses can only sustain a run for about 15 miles ( at 8-10mph it takes them a little over an hour).
If my fat ass was walking towards a horse for 3 hours and it was literally running away from me. It would become exhausted after 15 miles and unless it can recover completely in 2 hours for another lengthy sprint, I can reasonably catch up to it and stab it. (not that i would ever stab a horse. horses are terrifying and should be regarded with suspicion, respect and fear)
The longest run ever was 350 miles over 80 hours without sleep.
We are endurance monsters.
humans terrify me
“Our existence is a horror story told from the monsters perspective” is one of the coolest and most terrifying sentences I’ve ever thought about
A long time ago my mom taught me the scariest game of tag I’ve ever played, which I later taught to a bunch of my little cousins, who were at first amused and later terrified beyond all reason at the game.
It’s simple, one person is It, and everyone runs, except It. It walks. Slowly. Deliberately. Never breaks pace, just walks after the targets. Now, kids will laugh and run and taunt for a while, but when It keeps on coming, slow and relentless, they begin to get properly scared.
(Also if It isn’t athletic and doesn’t want to play tag, It can accomplish apex predator level fearmongering without running one single step.)
I am incredibly unathletic. I can dead sprint for like 200-ish metres/yards and absolutely hate myself for another five minutes afterwards, can’t jog more than 400m/0.25mi at a go… and I can absolutely walk 13+km/8mi+ in a single day as a tourist in a foreign country and still be good to go for another few hours.
If I was just walking, not walking, stopping in shops, sitting down and eating, fiddling with my phone, carrying a big bag, etc I could easily double that number. I’m a pampered city girl who’s never really had to walk more than 300-odd metres/yards if I didn’t want to. Someone used to persistence hunting their prey, with no distractions – yeah, they’re gonna walk everything to death.
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