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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.
How Cookies Are Made
The factory had always been there, tucked deep within the forest; a place most people pretended didn’t exist. I was little more than a sprout when I first arrived, fresh and naive, unaware of the invisible threads that already bound me within its walls. The trees cast wrought iron shadows over the pathway leading deeper into the woods, each bend and twist leading me deeper towards an angelic aroma. Before long I saw it: the factory.
By Aaron Richmond2 years ago in Horror
The Secret Life of Objects
It was a quiet day in the bustling city of Brighton, where technology had taken over almost every aspect of daily life. People moved through their routines like clockwork, unaware of the secret lives unfolding in the shadows. But in one corner of the city, hidden from prying eyes, existed a small, unassuming antique shop called Finnegan’s Curiosities, known only to a few discerning collectors and the occasional wanderer who stumbled across it.
By Oluseyi Sogaolu2 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Photograph
It was the kind of storm that made the world feel smaller. Rain battered the windows of the old estate like desperate fingers, thunder grumbled in the distance, and the sky was a brooding mass of charcoal clouds. Inside, the air was thick with dust and time, as if the house itself had been holding its breath for decades. Isabella Gray stood in the attic, sifting through the remnants of her past.
By Oluseyi Sogaolu2 years ago in Horror
The Cage
Tony had known before even stepping on the boat that this was a bad idea. No, not a bad idea a stupid idea. The worst his friend Dave and his wife Kathleen, or Kat as she now liked to be called had ever come up with. Like the new haircut, and sports car she’d gotten recently ever since that women over forty empowerment weekend she’d been making a lot of changes. Changes that Tony had done his best to support, but the thrill-seeking was probably where he should have drawn the line. Especially, when it started to include him.
By Jacob Peyton2 years ago in Horror
Desolation Row. AI-Generated.
Desolation Row In the year 2045, the world had finally begun to recover from the catastrophic events that nearly brought humanity to its knees. The Great Collapse, as it was known, had decimated populations and infrastructure, leaving nations in disarray. Over time, order was restored, economies rebuilt, and life once again began to flourish. However, amidst the rebirth of civilization, a dark anomaly emerged from the ashes.
By Audrey Rose2 years ago in Horror
Heavenly Seas Chapter One
The Figgs family consisted of an alcoholic socialite and three pampered sons. Lady Elodie Figgs had a knack for turning misfortune into opportunity. She earned her grey hairs through social media. Rumour has it that she made herself a widow.
By Chloe Gilholy2 years ago in Horror
The Shadows of Blackwood House
It began on an autumn evening when the skies bled orange and gold over the quiet town of Blackwood. Long shadows stretched across the cobblestone streets as a cold wind whistled through the skeletal trees, signaling the arrival of winter. Nestled at the edge of town, surrounded by dense woods, stood the infamous Blackwood House—a mansion that had stood abandoned for nearly a century. Its towering, gothic architecture was a testament to its once glorious past, though now it lay in ruin, a ghost of its former self.
By Oluseyi Sogaolu2 years ago in Horror
Skibidi Toilet
Norm Peterson had become an unstable mess, a man so terrified from his near death experience that he became scared of crossing the road or travelling by bus or car. The scared little man could barely function, stuttering every sentence. Chad and Stacy were among the students that attended the same college, alongside Nikki Apple who he always thought was a cruel tutor. They had a new head tutor of the class named Mrs Jones, she was just as strict (if not stricter) than the support tutor. A couple of new students had joined the class too, Emily White who was blonde and cute, became best friends with Stacy Queen. There was a new guy similar to Norm though, who seemed just as shy, perhaps more so because he was new and didn't know anyone. This young man was named Benjamin Smith. He wore square glasses that only made him appear even more nerdy alongside his skinny figure and weak will. Norm slowly became friends with Benjamin, although they barely spoke they shared a common interest in reading comics. Despite this new friend however, Norm was still a wreck of nerves. Whenever he got extremely anxious, on the verge of a panic attack, Norm often felt the need to desperately run the toilet. It was an embarrassing urge he kept the utmost secret, as he knew Chad and Stacy would ridicule him endlessly if they knew. Nine times out of ten, Norm never actually needed to go, his anxieties simply got the better of him. Most staff and students thought he was running off to cry, because he felt this way whenever he was being bullied or put on the spot by Miss Apple and Mrs Jones. One day during a particularly intense lesson, Norm was flustered and feeling under pressure, his tutors were demanding answers and he couldn't get any of them right! Chad, Stacy and Emily laughed and snorted every time he made a mistake and none of the tutors told them off. Oh god, he was feeling tense! Tapping his leg up and down, looking around in frantic terror. In all this stress, Norm's nerves felt on fire, that sudden urge of his, hit him like a brick. "M- m- miss, I- I- I'll be ri- right back!" He stuttered, rushing up so fast, he dropped his pencil upon the table, it made a loud ping! Then it did a spin and danced across the table, flying off it and bouncing around the floor like a jumping bean. Mrs Jones kneeled down and picked up the tap dancing pencil, before giving Norm a scornful look. "You may go..." She rolled her eyes and let Norm escape the classroom. "Aww poor baby, gonna cry again?!" Stacy called. "Oh boohoo!" Chad joined, but Emily just giggled. "Sh- sh- shut u- up!" Norm retorted before slamming the classroom door behind him as he exited onto the corridor. The men's toilet was a good 5 to 10 minute walk from his classroom, the stress and humiliation of being bullied made his bladder boil like a kettle. Norm had no idea if he really needed to go or not, for it may have just been fear causing his nerves to go haywire. Getting away from those mean community college tutors and those horrid bullies would be a retreat regardless, as he calmed down he needed to go less and less, but still walked to the toilets anyway. Halton College wasn't a big building, it only had two floors and 20 classrooms that studied very few topics. He walked past the college canteen, several students and staff members were on break. A group of tutors sat in a dark corner, discussing their students, Norm had no idea which class these people ran because he hadn't met any of them before. Near the front of the canteen sat several gangs of teenagers, they all looked tough. The type of people Chad and Stacy would be friends with. The room wasn't very big and the carvery was pathetic, the snotty old women behind the counter were always short tempered and rude. Truth be told, Norm honestly hated it here sometimes. The toilet was by the wall of this canteen, he ventured through the door and took the long stairs underground to get to them. Norm had no idea why the toilets were this far beneath the college, in a dark lit dungeon like this, it always gave him the creeps. By now he was really at ease, the need to go was only slight, proving that it really was just his nerves that sent him over the edge. He walked into the men's toilets and opened a cubicle. There stood a dirty old toilet bowl, then the moment he unbuttoned his jeans, a strange gurgling sound erupted from within the toilet. Norm was stunned, as the pale white scalp of a head appeared from beneath the water, squeezing its way up through the tight hole. The rest of the head looked up at him, it's face was hideous with eyes darker than space, pulling the most terrifying smile he had ever seen. This man had shark teeth and skeletal facial features, looking more like some demon out of hell itself. "Wh- wh- w- w... Why ar- are you! In th- th- th- th-" "The- the- the- THE TOILET?!" It laughed scornfully, "I'm Skibidi Toilet Norm!" The monster was referencing that awfully unfunny meme Chad & Stacy were obsessed with. "Y- you- you can't be a- a- an inter- internet meme!" Norm cowered, stepping back as the head in the toilet began to stretch upwards and outwards from within the bowl. Soon Skibidi Toilet's hands reached out from under his neck, his fingers were long like spider legs, with nails sharp enough to dig right into the white ceramic of the bowl. It popped out its ridiculously long torso, bending forwards as its arms reached out to grab hold of Norm. The poor teenager jumped back in fright, the intense urge to use the bathroom was suddenly present again. Somehow he didn't embarrass himself in front of Skibidi Toilet, as it crawled out completely naked. The demon was far scarier than he could've possibly imagined, for the body was mere skin and bone, with limbs stretched out like some hideous praying mantis. Norm spun on his heels and ran! "Skib-skib-skibidi toilet, Skibidi-skibidi!" The monster sang, his voice was slow and demonic. Norm wasn't listening, at least not intentionally, as the singing monster crawled closer to him, walking on all fours as the ceiling was too short for it to stand. "Look out, Norm!" Laughed the demon, "your shoe laces are untied!" Norm looked down in a panic, his shoe laces were fastened tightly, the demon had lied! Yet it was enough to distract Norm from climbing the stairs properly. He tripped over his own legs and fell halfway down the tall stairs, tumbling down, down, down, under the might of Skibidi Toilet, the hideous happy demon. Norm felt dizzy, as the open wound on his forehead bled like a tap. He looked up and screamed, as Skibidi Toilet leered over him, laughing between his demonic singing. "Pl- please don't k- kill me!" Norm begged, crying in terror. "Oh... I'm not gonna kill you!" Skibidi Toilet grinned, "you have done that to yourself!" He stroked Norm's open wound, "when you fell down the stairs..." "Yo- you- you killed me!" Norm trembled. "I can't kill you..." Skibidi Toilet soothed, "no baby, I can't... You killed yourself and everyone will know you simply panicked and banged your head on the way upstairs!" "You're a muh- muh- monster!" "Shush..." Skibidi Toilet brought an icy, slender finger upon Norm's lips, "just let it happen, feel your life fade away..." As Skibidi Toilet said this, Norm closed his eyes and saw nothing but darkness, as his blood ran cold, he felt his body shut down, breath by breath.
By Joseph Roy Wright2 years ago in Horror
The Shimmering Towers. AI-Generated.
In the heart of Baltimore, where boarded-up row houses stood as silent witnesses to the city's struggles, a new beacon of hope emerged. They called it the Shimmering Towers, an opulent real estate development promising luxury and prosperity. Rising high above the dilapidated streets, the gleaming skyscrapers seemed almost too perfect to belong.
By Audrey Rose2 years ago in Horror
