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Nightmares in the Morning Mist
“They are everywhere! Run!”, Thomas screamed at the top of his lungs. His face was cringed in complete fear, and the blood had drained leaving only a ghostly white appearance. He lumbered forward, stumbling; the tears and scratches all over his body showed his deplorable state. He shrank down on one knee as he slowly lost his strength.
By Daryl Benson6 years ago in Horror
Ghostly Inheritance
Ghostly Inheritance Macey Williams sighed as she walked out of her work. It had been a long hard day and all she wanted to do was go home to a nice hot bubbly bath. The drive out of the city was just as stressful as the never ending line of patients that she had seen throughout the course of the day.
By Crystal Coghill6 years ago in Horror
Night Train
A light flickers as a cold breeze runs through the subway train tunnels, and brushes onto the deserted platform. Carried by the air vents that invite the chilling night winter air. Graffiti, trash, and the smell of urine occupy this run down train stop, whilst 18 year old Colt sits patiently on the cold hard steel seats. Waiting for his midnight train to take him on an hour journey home. Exhausted from working overtime at an iron foundry, he sighs as he rests the back of his head against the cold concrete wall. Steam from his breath emitting into the air whilst he runs his charcoaled stained hand through his short brown hair. The last words of his supervisor running through his head, denying a pay rise but demanding for more overtime whilst being paid below the minimum wage. A common narrative for the low social economic areas. He pulls out his smart phone, the screen illuminating his face from his wallpaper photo of him and his girlfriend, Nicole. Arms around each other with big smiles, with the afternoon sun glistening in the ocean water behind them. A photo of happier times before the brain cancer struck and placed Nicole into a coma. And to remind him why he must work hard, as the orphaned couple only have each other and a mountain of overdue medical bills. The time is 12:01am.
By Ash Gallop6 years ago in Horror
Two Sentence Horror Stories Season Two on Netflix
Two Sentence Horror Stories Season Two on Netflix A Review By Kami Bryant I love horror. I love the jump scares. I love the weird and the bizarre. I love the suspense. I love the on the edge of your seat, pee your pants terror. I love screaming at my screen, “Don’t go up the stairs! Run out the door! He is behind you!” I love all of it. “The call is coming from inside the house.” I hear a scary noise, let me go to the creepy basement to investigate. And the stupid girl yelling “Hello?”, as if the killer is going to answer, “Yeah, I’m in here making a sandwich. I will be out to kill you in just a minute.” Two Sentence Horror Stories isn’t that scary, but it is fun and compelling. There is a subreddit for Two Sentence Horror Stories if you are curious. https://www.reddit.com/r/TwoSentenceHorror/
By Kami Bryant6 years ago in Horror
Scratch
It had started snowing again. Ruby gave her old car a little more gas, maneuvering it slowly through the cramped grocery store parking lot. The sun was going down, making it seem more like midnight than 5:30, but that's the way it always was in the winter: no sun, no warmth, and every time it snowed, everybody ran to the grocery store as if the apocalypse was coming.
By Sarah Bartholomew6 years ago in Horror
(un)Common Facts About Horror Movies
Horror movies have been popular for years. Everyone loves to be scared so long as they know it isn’t real. Something about it excites us as humans. And if you are in the horror fandom, there are certain things that you just know, that everyone knows. Maybe that fact is that Stephen King hated Stanley Kubrick’s adaptation of The Shining. Or maybe that there are curses surrounding some movies like Poltergeist and The Exorcist.
By Micah James6 years ago in Horror
Pulsing In Exodus
The city would die—the flesh charred from the bones, leaving the empire nominally alive. This was the nightmare-scape I lived through. I witnessed the death of that emaciated carcass and fled from the collapse of this giant’s frame. We fled on the great artery with the stubborn ghost hanging over our heads. We fled with our lives in our arms, leaving everything else behind to moulder in the maggoty ashes.
By Alexander Stover6 years ago in Horror
Fertilizer
Axel Kerodon spent the majority of his retirement in his relaxed nook, the front porch, watching dogs chase passing cars and neighbors stroll by while he packed and lit his pipe and rocked back and forth on the oak rocking chair he hand-crafted. Everyday was just about the same, he would leave only for three things: to use the restroom, to water the lawn by hand, or to do a chore for a dark noon hen.
By Amos Glade6 years ago in Horror
The Final Bet
Chad Seivers sat at the cocktail table clutching his ticket in desperation. Perspiration beaded on his forehead and sweat made his hands clammy. He took a deep breath, trembling with anticipation. It all came down to this. A final bet. A final moment to be rid of all his demons. The announcer on the big screen TV called out the next few minutes as if he were talking directly to Chad.
By Josh Klein6 years ago in Horror
