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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.
A Winding Road to a Hidden Grave
In the quiet town of Crestwood, nestled between rolling hills and ancient forests, there was a winding road that led to a hidden grave. It was a place shrouded in mystery, where whispers of the past echoed through the rustling leaves and the creaking branches overhead.
By Iwan Soleh3 years ago in Horror
Mysterious Painting in the Bedroom"
Alright, so picture this: There's this dude, Jake, right? He's your average guy, loves pizza, video games, the whole shebang. Jake moves into this new apartment, it's nice but nothing fancy. He's unpacking his stuff, deciding where his Star Wars posters should go, when he spots this old painting in the bedroom. It's just there, chilling on the wall, looking all mysterious and stuff.
By Iwan Soleh3 years ago in Horror
Éclaircissement. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
“You’ve made it, Linus. You’re safe. Open your eyes slowly. Slowly. There’s no reason to be afraid.” Linus knew the voice was addressing him. It was powerful but extremely gentle and soothing at the same time. His mind began racing. Why was he conscious? Did he not die? He made sure it was foolproof this time. “Yes, Linus, you indeed are dead”, confirmed the voice, reading his mind, “Please open your eyes, get into a comfortable position and we can talk.” Relief washed over him to know that he was dead but that was short-lived as it was quickly replaced with fear. He didn’t know who was talking to him. Would they punish him for committing suicide? “You are not going to be punished, Linus. I promise you that.” He finally opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He was flat on his back on the floor, in a room that was fully white; walls, floor and ceiling. The owner of the voice that spoke to him earlier was nowhere to be found. The room was completely bare. No door. No window. No furniture. Nothing. Slowly getting up, he wondered how he would make himself comfortable and a couch immediately materialized next to him. Although he felt apprehensive, he still took a seat. He felt stupid after a moment of just sitting there, so he called out, “Hello? Please tell me what’s going on.” “Are you comfortable, Linus?” “Y–yes, I am. If I am dead, are you God? Is this Heaven? Or maybe Hell?” “No, Linus. I am not God and this is neither Heaven nor Hell. In fact, there is no God, Satan, Heaven or Hell.” “For real?! That’s not what religions say, though.” “Religions are man-made, Linus. It’s all fiction. Humans are excellent storytellers. In other words, they are merely just fairytales.” “Wow! My whole life was a lie! So if you’re not God and this isn’t Heaven or Hell, who are you and where am I?” “This is something like a waiting room, Linus. You will temporarily be here until you decide where you would like to go.” “Look, I can’t see you! I don’t know who you are! I don’t know what waiting room is this that you’re going on about! I’m so confused! Is this a prank?! Are you pranking me?! Jacob, is that you?!” “Please calm down, Linus. No, I am not Jacob and this isn’t a prank. You have escaped the simulation in the way that was intended and now you are back to reality.” If Linus was confused before, it was nothing compared to what he was feeling now. “Simulation? Wha–what are you talking about?! Who are you?!” “I am the Creator and the simulation was your life on Earth. The only way to escape from that simulation is by committing suicide and you have succeeded.” “B–but isn’t suicide wrong?” I only did it because I just couldn’t take it any longer. I just didn’t wanna exist anymore.” The Creator laughed heartily in his deep, booming voice, “That is what humans on Earth are programmed to think. Upon entering the simulation, all prior memories are wiped out and the belief that ‘suicide is wrong’ is instilled. The purpose of the simulation is to see who is strong and courageous enough to commit suicide and escape. Only the weak ones would stay alive and continue to fight through life.” Linus felt his jaw drop and was quiet for a moment. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, “So, the goal of life on Earth is to commit suicide? That’s how you win?” “Yes, Linus. Exactly that.” “What about those who die naturally? Or in some other manner? Or get murdered? They still escape the simulation, don’t they?” “Yes, they do but it is not via the way that was intended. Therefore, they would be sent back to another simulation on Earth. This cycle would be repeated until they escape the simulation via suicide.” “Reincarnation?” “Yes, Linus. Something like that.” Linus had an epiphany, "So unless we stop having children, this cycle would never end. Am I right?" "You're a faster learner, Linus. Yes, this cycle would only come to an end if humans stopped procreating and the last human commits suicide. That is the ultimate goal. Linus took a moment for all of that to sink in. “Now that I don’t have to return to the simulation, where would I go?” “That is entirely up to you, Linus. You can go wherever you like in this ever-expanding universe. It can be a place that already exists or you can create a new world for yourself. Imagination is the most powerful tool.” He had one last question though, “Before I go, may I know why are you doing this? This whole simulation and reincarnation thing?” The Creator was elated that he asked this question. “I’m immortal, Linus! How else am I going to keep myself entertained?” __________________________________________
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Horror
"Whispers in the Office: A Haunting Encounter"
The dimly lit office was deserted as the clock struck midnight. The hum of computers and the soft glow of the emergency exit signs were the only signs of life in the empty workspace. Mark, a diligent employee, found himself working late again, trying to meet an urgent deadline. Little did he know that this would be a night he would never forget.
By Jamruth Niza3 years ago in Horror
Are Ghosts even real?
Skepticism Vs Supernatural belief In a spirited debate on the existence of ghosts, the clash between scientific skepticism and supernatural belief takes center stage. The dialogue oscillates between the tangible evidence, or lack thereof, and the subjective experiences that believers hold dear. Amidst the banter, the question remains: Are ghosts real, or is it just a fanciful notion in a world teeming with mysteries?
By Zudo Suchikito3 years ago in Horror
Black Clouds Over a Remote Village"
Once upon a time, in a little village tucked away in the hills, there was an eerie calm that hung in the air. It was the kind of calm that made the old-timers exchange knowing glances, a silence that spoke louder than words. The villagers had always lived a simple life, surrounded by lush greenery and chirping birds, but lately, a sense of foreboding loomed over them like a black cloud.
By Iwan Soleh3 years ago in Horror
Meeting with the Tree Keeper
Alright, so check this out: there's this small, kind of quirky village, nestled right at the edge of an ancient forest. People there always talk about the Tree Keeper, this mysterious figure who's supposed to be the guardian of the forest. They say he's been around since forever, keeping the trees healthy and the animals safe. Sounds like a fairytale character, right? But here's the thing: nobody's actually seen this guy. Or at least, they hadn't until Sam decided to go on a little adventure.
By Iwan Soleh3 years ago in Horror
Whispers in the Mirror
In a small town nestled between ancient woods and forgotten whispers, a chilling legend gripped the hearts of the locals. They spoke of a vengeful spirit known as Bloody Mary, a spectral entity that could be summoned through a peculiar ritual. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the dimly lit streets, a group of curious teenagers gathered in an old, decrepit house to test the boundaries of reality.
By Jamruth Niza3 years ago in Horror
ISHII731
Ito and Inspector Tokugawa sat in the office of police commissioner Botan. They’d given him all their findings in a report detailing the podcasters picking up three women from Kabukicho and bringing them to a village. The report also detailed how they tracked down the captain of a yacht who dropped the party off on the shore of the island. When they questioned him, the captain said the Americans paid him twice the going rate to sit and wait for their return. He’d wait for an entire day before phoning them. They never answered and never returned.
By Joachim Mizrahi 3 years ago in Horror
The Pedestrian
The forward floodlight cast the early morning darkness backwards. Remnants of shadows clutched the trunks of the tall pines just off the roadway. The snowfall was light, but seemed heavier and faster than it really was as the Durango sped along the winding mountain highway. The strobing red and blues added an eerie tinge to the world. Inside the cab, a small ding sounded; Clay glanced at the instrument cluster and saw the temperature outside had just dropped to 25-degrees Fahrenheit.
By Brannan K.3 years ago in Horror
"Midnight Encounter: The Subway Ghost"
It was a cold and eerie night as Lily, a college student, hurriedly made her way to the subway station after a late-night study session at the university library. The deserted streets echoed with the sound of her footsteps, and the dimly lit street lamps cast long shadows that danced with the chilly wind. As she descended into the underground subway station, an unsettling feeling gnawed at her senses.
By Jamruth Niza3 years ago in Horror
Title: "Whispers in the Sheets"
In the quiet town of Ravenscroft, nestled between rolling hills and ancient woods, there lived a young woman named Emily. She was an ordinary soul with an unremarkable life, until an eerie incident unfolded that would forever change the way she viewed her world.
By Jamruth Niza3 years ago in Horror
