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The Rain Man
Her mother told her to lock all the doors, close all the curtains, go to the basement, and stay quiet. Lisa thought it was because of the tornado but her mother was more afraid of the man in the night than any storm. As the rain poured down, the thunder made its big booming presence known. Lisa sat in the small corner of the dimly lit basement mindlessly scrolling through her phone, cursing the god's every time the internet went out; causing her Instagram feed to refresh. About an hour or so later, Lisa got bored, put down her phone picked up her book, and continued reading where she had left off in the storybook oh so long ago. Just as she seemed to be drifting off into the fantasy world of fictional characters and insane missions, she heard the back door open with that familiar "click" of the lock. Slowly, lifting her gaze up and away from the book, she furrowed her brow as her mind processed what she had heard, with a release of breath she hadn't realized she was holding, she called out for her mother but stopped mid-way through as she remembered her mother said to stay quiet and as she listened to the footsteps a sudden and terrifying realization hit her; that wasn't her mother walking and she had just made a noise.
Jacaria WoodsPublished about 2 hours ago in Horror
Urban legends to keep you awake at night!
So, you have been turning in your bed for a while, why, what's the matter, you are not sleepy? Don't worry, i just may have something to make you tuck that leg you got out of bed!
Lazar PavlovićPublished about 8 hours ago in Horror
Meet the 5 most profitable horror movies in history
The horror genre in cinema is still alive and well thanks to its far-fetched plots, crazy ideas and impressive endings. This type of movie has the advantage of being able to create a fabulous plot even if there is little money to invest. Fans of the genre demand good stories, beyond incredible special effects. Throughout the history of cinema there have been avant-garde producers who had the insight to create a great horror story with little money. People like the movie and they all end up making millions of dollars.
Our Big Break
I grasped my guitar. It felt warm in my hands and pulsed as if alive. We were to perform in 5 minutes, and I clung to it desperately...protectively. This was to be our big break. My bandmates sat in various positions around the greenroom, most of us anxious, except my lead singer. He was drenched in cockiness. To him, success was guaranteed. If I had what he had, I'd be cocky too.
Aliya PenyacsekPublished about 20 hours ago in Horror
Reed Alexander's Horror Review of 'The Wind' (2018)
Ho-lee-crap this movie was fucking forgettable. I seriously mean that. I just watched it two days ago and I can barely remember fuck-all about it. All I can really remember is how much it irritated me. There was very little to like about this movie. I mean, the premise and the plot were fine, it was just a poor execution with a particularly weak ending. And the ending is pretty much my all-time most hated trope next to 'Black Guy Dies First.' If you know my reviews well enough, that's actually a bit of a spoiler but I'll talk about this later in the actual spoilers.
Reed AlexanderPublished a day ago in Horror
Him
October!! My favourite month..... not because the colours on the leaves change but because I get to escape the cold bitter English weather in exchange for the hot friendly African all-time summer. This October was different... I took my bike out for one last ride through the beautiful golden trees before my flight. As I approached my house, I saw the drone lower a package on my doorstep.
Rebecca AkiriatPublished a day ago in Horror
Cross Connection
Not many people give much thought to the setup of a large public aquarium. The patrons would possibly be bored to death to hear the science behind setting up such a large exhibit of living creatures. Fewer still would be aware of how much work goes into it and how many experts are involved.
Dwayne O ConnorPublished a day ago in HorrorWho's finger is this?
After giving the package a shake, it was clearly larger than it needed to be. I can hear the package’s contents fly around the box in its paper wrapping. The drone that dropped it off was a large one, probably able to lift packages up to 5 pounds. The box is seven inches in all dimensions, and maybe a couple ounces. I am willing to bet that someone in the mail room didn’t even pick the box up before they attached it to a drone for delivery. I grab a razor blade.
James TransuePublished 2 days ago in Horror
The Boogeyman Knocks Under my Bed at Night.
The Boogeyman Knocks Under My Bed At Night I lie awake in my room, barely lit by the moon replica night-light my Aunt Margie bought me for my birthday. The darkness lurks around the light like a creature waiting to feast. It's edges seem to argue with the orange glow of the light over who has reign over this little corner of my room. I shudder at the thought of who might win.
Kristin SevinPublished 2 days ago in Horror
Excerpt
I need to say firstly, that this is just an excerpt from something else I've been fooling around with. By no means is it a complete story. Secondly, it has very little to do with Jim's woods. Especially because this is fiction, where the stories of 'Jim's woods' are autobiographical in nature. I wanted to see what it looks like out here/there and also to see what kind of reaction I get, if any. Thanks for taking a look. James E.B.
Jim E.BeerPublished 2 days ago in Horror
PROJECT: Oracle
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The drive hadn’t been terrible, apart from my growing worry that our tired BMW wouldn’t be able to power through the declining weather. I hadn’t been on a vacation in years and couldn’t wait to unwind — I knew Sally and Ember had been excited, too. I opened my car door to a rush of swirling chill and snowy confetti bursting through with the cold, crisp air that stung my nostrils as I deeply inhaled. I stood up and dramatically stretched my arms out wide with another loud inhale, my body rejuvenated from the chilled nectar of unbothered mountain air.
Keb RogersPublished 3 days ago in Horror
The Revenge of the Grandfather Clock
We drove up the snowy, winding road, toward the cozy A-frame cabin. ‘Charlie will meet us there,’ Lori thought, as she steered the SUV into a portal entrance between two mountain peaks just in time to see the rain from the brewing storm begin to crystallize and form snowflakes. She watched the snowflakes fall and settle atop her windshield. Soon after, more flakes breezed by the beams and girders within the dark tunnel, and crossed in front of the glowing yellow lights that were mounted above; which, happened to be rather dim and sparse, and she thought that they were particularly unhelpful as she navigated. But, the light of the fading day, at the exit point — out the opposite end — was a much better guide. She sped onwards. There were three tunnels in succession, she recalled, from previous road trips to this cabin. 'We’re almost there,' she whispered. And at that very moment, the radio went static in the tunnel.
Delusions of GrandeurPublished 3 days ago in Horror
