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The most surreal place I've ever been (and why no one talks about it)
Many of us encounter strange, unreal or “surreal” experiences while traveling. Sometimes the experience is due to the beauty of nature, sometimes to the diversity of culture, and sometimes for some reason that cannot be explained. Today I will tell the story of one such place—one that is so remote and strange that even when I close my eyes, I can still feel its smells, sounds and atmosphere. The most surprising thing is that very few people know about this place or nobody talks about it.
By Nafiz Hossainabout a year ago in Horror
The day I saw myself wave back
They uprooted the bench like a corpse from the earth. Three of them—young, twitching with energy, shouting things I didn’t catch. The bench groaned under their pulling, its metal legs shrieking as they twisted it loose. It was obscene, how easily they defiled something meant for stillness. I watched, and the old feeling returned.
By Vito V. Valeabout a year ago in Horror
The Old Radio That Only Played at 3 AM
Introduction Imagine waking up at exactly 3 AM to hear an old, crackling radio turning on by itself. But the eerie part? This radio never plays any sound before or after that specific hour. Sounds like a ghost story? Well, many believe it is. In this article, we will explore the mystery behind an old radio that only plays at 3 AM — diving into folklore, psychological theories, and the impact of such phenomena on people’s minds.
By AIM SOCIETYabout a year ago in Horror
Carly: Chapter One
Dear Carly Don't you get fed up with seeing the same old shadows every night? You know that human figure in the dark that terrifies you so much, that you wake up convinced there is a vampire ready to suck the life out of you in your room?
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Horror
Romulus or Remus
Romulus (named after one of the mythical founders of Rome) went about his normal morning routine still half asleep. He apparently had a restless night, but didn’t remember anything out of the ordinary that would have kept him awake. Rom shrugged it off, finished his breakfast, and headed for the door. Stepping over the threshold, Rom almost tripped over a small package lying on the porch. He scooped it up and tore it open on the way to the car. The mystery package contained a pocket size notepad and a metal refillable pen. He took the package, tossed it on the passenger seat and headed for work.
By Mark Gagnonabout a year ago in Horror
Itching of the teeth. AI-Generated.
Have you ever felt your teeth itching? I don’t mean that annoying sensation of something stuck between them, or the greasy awareness of plaque. I mean a real itch — something deep, something primal. An itch that doesn’t sit on the surface, but pulses up from within the roots, like nerves igniting, scre
By ADIR SEGALabout a year ago in Horror
Travel Anxiety
Sarah Connolly never used to have travel anxiety, in fact she was the polar opposite. The young woman was a world traveller, one that travelled often by land, sea and air. Of course there were a few bumps in the road. One time her train to Bangladesh got delayed for four hours and she was stranded with nothing to eat. Another time, Sarah thought she was being stalked by a creepy man in Australia, who she thought was some kind of serial killer, only for it turn to out he was a farmer that lived nearby the guest house she was staying at. A single lonely guy on a cruise liner named Jack, kept trying to impress and seduce her, she was alarmed by his forwardness and alerted the security guards of his behaviour, who then promptly booted him off the ship at the next port. Getting a taxi in many of the countries she visited often resulted in unwanted flirting from the drivers, as she was a very attractive young lady, who often got the attention of creeps. She even got lost in the middle of New York city one time, but she was actually glad to be climbing inside a yellow taxi cab straight to the airport that night. All and all, most of her experiences weren't too scary or dangerous, she just had the occasional bump in the road. However her confidence wasn't meant to last, for you see she came back home to England from Spain by plane one Winter's afternoon. It rained hard on the way back, heavy with thunder, skies black and grey. Worse than that, there was lightning too and Sarah was inside the passenger plane while all that was happening. The oxygen masks even fell from the plane's ceiling, she felt especially frightened when the typically calm and confident air stewards looked spooked too. Most of the passengers strapped themselves to their seats, those left standing on the way back and to from the bathrooms went flying down the aisle between all the rows of seats. Sarah never usually bothered to wear airplane seatbelts, but this time she tightened it round her stomach so fast it hurt! The plane shook uncontrollably and screams of panic deafened her ears. The windows looking outside cracked and split, as thin tunnels of air blew through the tiny gaps. The plane flipped over and over, spinning out of control.
By Joseph Roy Wrightabout a year ago in Horror
Spider Bite
Start writing...Frederick Jackson hated spiders. He had Arachnophobia, which was the fear of spiders. Nobody could blame him really, I mean who doesn't feel uncomfortable around those eight legged freaks? I know I do, they just seem so creepy and hideous, don't you think? Black little bugs that can run a thousand miles per hour across the dining room floor, something about seeing them move at such unfathomable speeds is always unnerving. Now Frederick was especially fearful of them, he had nightmares almost every night about the monstrous little things. In fact, the thought of them lived rent free within his scared little mind; often leading to intense anxiety and insomnia. The man had night terrors around giant spiders, they were his sleep paralysis demons, huge black, tentacle things with a thousand eyes and fangs, always standing over his bed at night, red drool dripping from their mouths. Horrifying. One could only imagine the terror his mind created. It must've been hell.
By Joseph Roy Wrightabout a year ago in Horror
Tiny Man
John Gulliver was an English man, one who was a sophisticated poet with the tendency to fly abroad on many occasions. He was a seasoned traveller, one who thought he had seen it all. Then one day, he found himself in some mysterious little secret bar in Egypt. It was a hidden place, a creepy place. One no tourist was ever supposed to enter, but John was an adventurer, he always loved a good challenge. So upon entering he was greeted with suspicious eyes.
By Joseph Roy Wrightabout a year ago in Horror
