As a child I had recurring nightmares about store mannequins out to get me. As an adult Ive never completely lost that sense of unease about them. We were on vacation, my mother and her friend, my DW and I. DW got motion sick after riding Star Tours, and I took her back to the WL, agreeing to meet my mother and her friend at Epcot later. Once I was sure the wife was comfortable, I hopped the boat to the contemporary then the monorail to Epcot alone. I entered Epcot, and on passing Spaceship earth, I saw that there was no wait. I couldn't pass it up, so went on alone. As luck would have it, there was a lengthy stop during the ride, right in front of the Egyptian scene. My mannequin fear reared its ugly head. I kept expecting the "Pharaoh" to turn his head and look at me. Worst 5 minutes at Epcot ever. I love SSE, but I won't ride it alone ever again...