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The Blood Moon Pact
Transylvania, 1897. The storm rolled over the Carpathian Mountains like a roaring beast, its claws scratching the ancient stone of Castle Dracula. Lightning illuminated the sky, revealing a silhouette tall and thin as bone, standing at the highest tower, his cloak fluttering like a broken wing.
By Waseem Sahilabout a year ago in Horror
Darkness
“I just want the pain to be over.” She thinks to herself as she silently sobs sitting at her office desk. The dwelling thoughts flood her head that life is just one big cruel joke. At one end of the spectrum her fights with her kids' father have mellowed out, but at the other end her life with her wife is still an ongoing tornado of chaos. Homeless and crashing at a family friend's place, the never-ending dread circles her mind “How am I going to survive this?” She hears soft voices in the background as her kids are playing on their phones in the other room. “I know I have to be strong for them.” Even at her lowest she knows her kids love her with all their little hearts, but even their love sometimes isn't strong enough to fight the swarming negative thoughts she fights inside. She tells herself – My kids would be better off without me. Or she tries to convince herself that the older the kids get the less they love her and need her. She knows these thoughts aren't the truth but in dark times the demons in her head are seriously convincing. To quiet the darkness, she goes outside, grabs the rig, sits in the chair and takes such a big hit her lungs weren't big enough to hold it in. She coughs so hard her lungs feel like they could collapse at any second but as she regains her breath the darkness slowly fades to the background. She feels lightheaded like the ground beneath her is swaying ever so gently. She feels the breeze in her hair and just for a second, she thinks maybe I can survive this.
By Halie Rawlinsabout a year ago in Horror
THE HOSPITAL OF UNKNITTING
Season 1 CHAPTER 1: THE ADMISSION INTERVIEW The fluorescent lights buzzed like angry wasps as Dr. Eleanor Lorne gripped the clipboard. Patient #4479's intake form kept rewriting itself...the ink bubbling up into fresh words before her eyes.
By Tales That Breathe at Nightabout a year ago in Horror
The Forgotten Room
The Forgotten Room The apartment was dirt cheap, and Jacob was broke. After months of couch surfing and sleeping in his car, even the creaky floorboards and sour mildew scent felt like luxury. The landlord, a wiry man with yellowed eyes, had only one request as Jacob signed the lease.
By Kamal khanabout a year ago in Horror









