Horror
Haunted Mind
It began with a crack in the asphalt that had swallowed the road for hundreds of yards. Anyone who leaned over the edge would not have seen the bottom. We had no idea how or why, but we knew the roadblock at either end of the chasm had cut the villa off, and a thick, dense fog was rising, so thick that if we had invited a brass band to play on the roof, no one out there could have told where the sound came from. Outside the world, a nothing at the margin of nothing.
By Federico Berti3 days ago in Fiction
Sinister Normal Things. Top Story - October 2026.
"There is a reason this place is called murder mansion," Tommy whispered to Hannah, his eyes on the ashen pink bricks that dotted between twisted iron bars. Only the front of the house was ever visible from the street, and no one lingered very long to get more than a passing glance. But there they stood, in strict defiance, two faces peeking in and out of the overgrown shrubs like windowed curtains, hoping to catch a glimpse of something worthwhile. Each house on this street was aging and solitary like a tomb. A graveyard, a mausoleum of lives passed, hoping the next would be better than the last—and so on, and so forth, until you arrived here, standing in front of 1521 Sycamore Street , where lives were cut shorter and shorter with each passing decade.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 days ago in Fiction
Friday Night at the Frat House . Content Warning.
You should have stayed at the bar with your girlfriends instead of running to the frat house by yourself. Yeah, he’s cute, but running at his beck and call makes you look desperate. Since you’ve already had a couple of drinks, your inhibitions are down. No telling what you’ll agree to.
By Harper Lewis 4 days ago in Fiction
No Limit
What will you choose to be this fine day? Your imagination can make anything happen. How about a zookeeper? Yes, you are at a zoo. You can talk to the animals. They understand you and you understand them. That giraffe? You sense that she has a sore throat. You give her the animal equivalent of a cough drop and she nuzzles your face happily. That tiger? A cavity needs attention. You tell him you'll take care of it, and you do, with skills most people can only dream of. He licks your face in appreciation. Those male monkeys? Well, they're just horny. There's a fix for that in the female enclosure. You make a great zookeeper. There's fun to be had helping many animals. You make your rounds, taking care off every issue that arises. What a great day!
By Julie Lacksonen4 days ago in Fiction
nothing.
Something pushes you down steep stone stairs. You can feel the heat rising as you descend. Burning light illuminates the tunnel ahead, and if your hands weren’t holding onto the sharp stone walls, stretching to find balance, you’d use them to cover your eyes.
By Fraser Young4 days ago in Fiction
