On a mythical level, at least, most of us have experienced the wonder and fright of arrival in the big city, the simultaneous sense of freedom and intimidation, the exhilaration of moving into the unknown.

Passepartout's visage darkened with the skies, and for two days the poor fellow experienced constant fright.

Some chimneys were fractured in Victoria, and people in Victoria and Vancouver experienced great fright, with some seen fleeing into the streets.

On such occasions I have defied him, but, in so doing have experienced fright which I can not explain.

When you sit in a shelter with bombs falling all over, And the houses around you are burning like torches, I agree that you experience horror and fright.