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Other than envisioning naked Hobbits cavorting about the Barrow Downs, the most indelible images of horror I can recall are...
1) The Nazgul in the Prancing Pony stabbing the beds of the Hobbits.
2) The Nazgul at the Ford crying “Come back! Come back! To Mordor we will take you!” As Frodo weakly fought them alone. It is a chilling scene, and one of the most irritating omissions of the movie.
3) The bloated faces in the Dead Marshes (scared the begeezes out of me as a kid).
4) The thought of Helm Hammerhand frozen to death where he stood in the snow (the same creepy feeling as seeing Jack Nicholson frozen to death at the end of The Shining).
5) As Lalwende said, the death of Baldor in the Paths of the Dead (the sheer madness brought on by the apparitions before the actual death is what is gruesome).
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
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