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My nightmare is repeating for the fifth time . Content Warning.
The first time he killed me, I was five. Engulfed in sleep, I wandered through the city as if through a labyrinth, though I knew every street and every building perfectly. The premonition of inevitable death tightened my throat, and it felt as if my heart was about to stop. That was when HE appeared for the first time. His face—a kaleidoscope of all the features familiar to me—changed every second, flickering as if in a glitched computer game. When our eyes met, I understood—today HE would kill me.
By Victoria 9 months ago in Horror
The Stranger Things Finale Ended with a Bittersweet Sign of Hope
While I wasn't a huge fan of the second volume of Stranger Things, I'm glad to say that the Duffer Brothers were saving the best for last. The final episode was filled with a lot of action, loss, and tears. I did not expect one specific character to die, and it was a huge shock for me, and wow, I definitely did underestimate the Duffer Brothers on this one.
By Emy Quinn9 months ago in Horror
The Basement
The week started so normal. I would go to work, came home, rinse and repeat. But today, everything started to go wrong. On my drive home, something just felt...off. It was something that I couldn't place, a feeling that I couldn't name. I chalked it up to having a stressful day at work, and continued my drive as normal. I got to my apartment building, and started the descent into the underground parking lot. As always, the garage was dimly lit, cold and damp as I circled around going to each ramp to descend another level. I always got annoyed with how far down I actually had to go, but its cheaper down there, so I couldn't really complain.
By Kit9 months ago in Horror
Dracula in Instanbul
Not a turkey but from Turkey. Snappy title, no? Dracula in Istanbul is a 1953 Turkish production that is stark, grainy, lost, and has that air of being more a museum piece curiosity than an actual piece geared toward entertainment. But, alas, it's not a bad picture, if a dated one.
By Tom Baker9 months ago in Horror
The Obsidian Shard
Silas hated the cold. Not just the ocean's chill that seeped through a thousand pounds of reinforced insulation, but the cold that settled deep in his bones, the one that came from knowing how alone you really were down here. Three kilometers down. That was the crushing truth. Light itself was a ghost story, a fading memory of the surface world. Down here, the pressure could crush a battleship into a soda can. Today, though, it wasn't just the cold. It was the hum. A low, almost imperceptible thrum that had started hours ago, during the descent, and hadn't stopped.
By HAADI9 months ago in Horror
Everyone Gets a Turn
The Guess Who? board had been turned face down when Noah found it. It sat beneath the guest bed, half-buried in dust and spiderwebs, its red plastic warped as if it had been left near heat. When Noah flipped it over, the board opened by itself with a soft, eager clack. Rows of yellow doors stared up at him.
By Kaori Knight 9 months ago in Horror
Looking through Glass. Content Warning.
Darkness. Everywhere, darkness. I can't open my eyes! Why can't I open my eyes? My eyes feel like they're sewn shut, but I think they're just caked with something that's tearing out my eyelashes when I try to pry them open. Same difference in the moment, big difference in the end. My clumsy, cold fingertips claw at the crust until the tears flow freely and I can see reasonably well through the deluge.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist9 months ago in Horror
Zena Dixon on Finding Family, Community, and Freedom in the Horror Genre
There's something powerful about discovering what you love early and having the courage to carry it with you. For Zena Dixon, your horror bestie, affectionately known as The Real Queen of Horror, love for the genre showed up in the form of family movie nights that turned fear into connection. What started as a shared joy at home grew into a 14-year journey of championing horror in ways that feel informed and authentic.
By Tammy Reese9 months ago in Horror
The Haptic Void
The rain in Seattle hadn’t changed in 2025. It was still the same gray static, washing over the city like a low-resolution texture refusing to load.
By Nguyen Xuan Chinh9 months ago in Horror
A Wish He Wished He Could Unwish
Putin came to, standing buried in hot coals. Unable to move, open his eyes or mouth, and suffocating from fire and smoke, he felt unbearable pain everywhere in his body.
By Lana V Lynx9 months ago in Horror
The Unsent Plea
Arthur hated old houses. Not hated like a strong distaste, but hated like a deep, visceral revulsion. Especially this one. Aunt Mildred’s place. Three generations of dust and neglect, all settled into sagging floorboards and wallpaper peeling like sun-baked skin. He hadn't seen Mildred in twenty years, not since he was a kid and she’d tried to feed him a sandwich she swore had been blessed by a squirrel. So, when the lawyers called, mumbling about an estate and an attic full of "sentimental value," Arthur knew what "sentimental value" really meant: trash. Mountains of it.
By HAADI9 months ago in Horror
Bad Luck, No Mercy
The box was older than the rest of the games in the thrift store—its corners soft, the colors faded to a sickly pastel. CHUTES AND LADDERS, the lid read, smiling children frozen mid-laugh.
By Kaori Knight 9 months ago in Horror