Needles scare the heck out of me. Sharp objects which dig into the skin and can pump things in? How is that not horrible?!
I think the worst death ever would be to fall into a bed of them, every single one punching into my skin, coming out of the other side. Through the eyes, dead centre. Bristling against the heart and poking my hair upright. Then a dose of Mercury would be sunk into my veins. I was not a fan of the film Audition.