When I was younger (and still had the time for it), I was a voracious reader.
While in the military, I would go to the bookstore, buy stacks of books, sit down and read them. On a weekend, I might read as many as 11 books a day. One day, one of those books happened to be an H.P. Lovecraft anthology. I loved it, so on my next bookstore trip, I bought every Lovecraft book they had.
Starting Saturday morning, I sat down and read 7 Lovecraft books, back to back. The last story in the last book was "The Tomb" - I still remember this after more than 20 years.
Sunday morning, I got up, gave away all the Lovecraft books, and didn't read anything for weeks.
Creepy does not begin to describe it.