Hannah Horror
Bio
A lover of poetry, music, games, food, the wonders of our mind and all things horror.
Stories (3/0)
Inhabitants
You can panic. That's fine. You have time to panic, but you don't need to. You can, but you don't need to. You've already run into the wrong direction, you've already lost your backpack of supplies, but sure, panic. You can, but you don't need to. It was well known time was dwindling whenever you hesitated. The way they operate looks to be more than just mindless, maladroit rage. They're improving, honing their savagery and correcting themselves. They began with individual spouts of attacks—you could deal with that. That was fine. Over the next few weeks, they've shown a rapid growth in their hunting. They seem to hunt together now. You've seen them work together before. It was still chaotic, but not like this. This was new. This was organized. Too organized.
By Hannah Horror6 years ago in Horror
Likeness
For years, decades even, the thought of something else mimicking you sent chills down your spine. Not another human, or maybe, yes, another human. Mimicking your exact movement at just the right time, in just the wrong way. For some, many, this can be annoying but it takes a special soul to turn that into a panic. Fast.
By Hannah Horror6 years ago in Horror
