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Inducet Noctum
Prologue Charred debris and blackened rubble crackled under the soldier’s heavy boots with each wary step. He couldn’t help but shiver in his thick winter coat, tightening his grip on the spear in his right hand. Whether it be the cold or his own failing nerve, he did not know. What he did know was that he missed the sky, the sun, the moon. How long had it been since he had seen the stars or felt the cold crisp mountain air, not laden with ash and sulfur? The thought of his home atop the mountain formed a sickening knot in his stomach. Better to not focus on it.
By Joseph Orlando6 years ago in Horror
Any Time
I’m in a bunker, on my own. It’s dark and damp, no more than the bare basics, even by 1915 trench-warfare standards. The outside world is a wasteland. As far as the eye can see is no man’s land, including the trenches themselves. None of this is a place for any man. Crows are the only inhabitants of the rancid cesspit between us and them - a world of dead trees, dead horses, dead land and dead men. The broken souls and tattered sanity of so many lay as thick as the mud under the fog which seems to seldom lift. Perhaps this is for the best, for what use is it to witness such a menagerie of lost life at every waking moment. From my cell in the trenches the most I see is the changing shades of grey light beyond the wooden door.
By Jamie Allen6 years ago in Horror
He Had No Name
The Boy with no name woke in the morning. The pain was still so vivid he cringed and gasped. He had grown cold in the night, with the altitude blowing autumn winds over his battered body. He should have brought the blanket, he silently begrudged himself of his fake bravado as he shivered laying on the cold ground. The embers of his fire having gone out long before the morning’s sun started peaking over the mountain range. He wasn’t sure what to do. He wasn’t precisely sure what he could do. His wounds were not idly dismissed. He was severely wounded. He didn’t think he was mortally wounded but if any of his injuries got infected, he surely would die.
By Daryl Benson6 years ago in Horror
Haunted Hotels of New Orleans
Ghostly soldier enjoy country music While visiting the city of New Orleans in the US state of Louisiana you can choose to stay at the Hotel Maison de Ville, right in the heart of the popular French Quarter. The main building of the hotel is located on Rue Toulouse where you'll find nine guest quarters.
By Rasma Raisters6 years ago in Horror
The Resurrection of Evil Dead
Here is a review of one of my favorite shows. This sort-of sequel to the 1981 cult horror-comedy-film franchise finds chainsaw-handed creature fighter Ash reluctantly re-upping to save the world from a Deadite plague that he, in a moment of carelessness, has once again unleashed on mankind. To help out, he now has trusty sidekicks Pablo, Ash's coworker and friend, and Kelly, whose family was wiped out by the evil dead.It arose from a 30 year old cult classic movie.
By Alfred Cosme6 years ago in Horror
Fun Times
Day 4313 This is fun. I just woke up and have no idea who I am or where I’m at. Pretty scary if you take a minute to think about it. From what I can see I’m in a hotel room of some sort. Pretty dirty one too. Definitley not a normal one though since there’s a copious amount of blood randomly splattered over most of the visible surfaces. Oh, there’s a body on the floor next to a rather large, overflowing bag of money too.
By Michael Hunter6 years ago in Horror
Little Black Book
It was a Friday afternoon in mid-January. The sun was low on the horizon and mostly obscured by heavy clouds. I walked briskly down the suburban sidewalk from my house to the local grocery store a mile away. There were a few stubborn residents in the area with Christmas lights still twinkling in the dusk, and a few diehard patches of snow that had refused to melt. I walked past a smart looking high peaked two story and noticed a particularly large patch of snow on the shady side of the house, which looked like the remnants of a sad, left over snow angel. A small rectangular shape caught my eye. It was made of a shiny black material that reflected the flashing Christmas lights on the house next door.
By Jeannie Wisto6 years ago in Horror
A Cult Classic brought back to life.
This is a review of a cult classic film which 30 years later has been turn into a tv show. An amazing one at that with learning of many things in the zone of mysticism as well as ancient tales from Babylonia/ Sumer to modern times. Such as the book of the dead mention throughout history plays a important part in this series to watch. And I tell you it’s a must watch. I will start at the beginnings where the movie started to when the series started without giving to many spoilers. But it’s one of the best series I have watch in a long time amd I am a fanatic of the cult classic film which brought this tv series to life.
By Alfred Cosme6 years ago in Horror








