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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
The Unopened Silence
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. When Sam moved into the house, the landlord’s warning came with a peculiar gravity. The door stood at the end of the hallway, its brass handle cold and untouched. It wasn’t locked, just forbidden. Every night, as Sam lay in bed, he could feel the door’s presence—silent, waiting. But he didn’t need to open it. He wouldn’t.
By Abdullah Khan2 years ago in Horror
Don't Knock, Don't Even Whisper
There was only one rule: Don't open the door. If there was another rule, it would be: Wear a diaper. Or bring a gun, or bat, or anything that could be used as a weapon. Why're we in this creepy house with an unlocked door in the middle of it with a warning that is very clearly scratched into it by someone's fingernails. I mean, why not just paint pentagrams on our foreheads, read a book of animal classifications, and see what pops up?
By Adam Diehl2 years ago in Horror
The Final Nail. Top Story - October 2024.
There was only one rule: Don’t open the door. I repeated that warning in my mind, as I wandered through the moldy tunnels of the dark wine cellar. Stagnant water slowly dripped from moss-shrouded ceilings, pooling in the cracks between the slick stone walkways. The only sounds were the echoes of my footsteps and the never-ending plop, plop, plop of dripping water.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Horror
The Guardians of Silence
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. In the old family estate, the rule had passed down through generations, though its origin was long forgotten. The house was full of doors—grand ones leading to lavish ballrooms, humble ones to snug pantries—but the door at the end of the third-floor hallway was different. It was plain, unadorned, yet it seemed to breathe with a life of its own, exuding a palpable sense of foreboding.
By Sue Anne Kariuki2 years ago in Horror
