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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.
Prisoner of the Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Why they say that I do not know. Were a bunch of astronomers sitting at a table eating sushi when one of them suddenly blurted out “hey guys, I just realized, nobody can hear a scream in space.”? Better to say “Nobody can hear a fart in space, so nobody will know it was you.”
By Duskshadows4 years ago in Horror
POP
Isabelle watched her fingers as she waved them through the dust molecules floating in the everlasting light of day. Each left broad waves in its wake as they cut through the sunlight. Coming together, separating. Four. Eight. Sixteen. So many fingers. She looked to her right to see who the additional unexpected fingers belonged to. Someone come to help, perhaps. But there was no one there.
By Adam Patrick4 years ago in Horror
Extra
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet I hear Mother scream in frustration from down the corridor of our station. My dear parents have been at it for hours. For years. Ever since what happened to the Kline family. “I just want to go home!” I hear her sob. “It’s all because of that…that…” There was murmuring I couldn’t make out from our bedroom. A final shriek, “It’s tearing me apart inside! I can feel it!”
By Holly Pheni4 years ago in Horror
The Galactic Offense
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Whomever it is "they" are, they're right… I can assure you the screaming and ripping of flesh from bone fell silent. This will be my final entry on this journey, this mission's journey, and my life. Once the truth is revealed, I know without a doubt I will be killed. Nonetheless, it is what must be done. My country needs to know what its government is planning, and I am the messenger. The unfathomable horror that has befallen my crewmates and me is so gruesome that recounting what happened here would do no justice to the mayhem that ensued.
By Elaina Panesso4 years ago in Horror
The Last Stars
Nobody can a hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But you can feel it as a tingle on the back of your neck. The same feeling our ancestors experienced as a predator hunted them through the deep woods and on the high plains. This was that multiplied by a thousand. The terror as the cosmos screamed out in pain as its death throes wracked its way through the 'verse. You can't explain what's happening, you just know something somewhere has gone terribly wrong.
By Drake J. Williams4 years ago in Horror
The Echo in the Dark
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Perhaps this sentiment is so widely believed due to our own limitations as humans. This is a fact that I had so readily accepted as truth, until I heard the bone chilling scream coming from outside the shuttle.
By Tiffany L Galeski4 years ago in Horror
The Effects of a Broken Astronaut.
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” The words came from the scratchy child's voice on the tape, floating through the greenhouse where Hearl kept his suspects. The beings of another kind in his own eyes, when they resembled nothing more than humans.
By Campbell Diesel4 years ago in Horror
The Planned Pregnancy
“Noel! Noel, wake up! Look! Look!” Shana jumped on the bed to wake her husband up. “Huh? What happened? Are you okay?” Noel sat bolt upright. He saw Shana grinning at him. “Oh, Shana. You gotta stop waking me up like this. Didn’t we talk about this before?” “Yes, we did but I’m sure you’ll forgive me when you see this” Shana shoved a pendrive into Noel’s hand. Noel realized what he thought was a pen was actually a pregnancy test, “Shana, I don’t know what these lines mean but are you telling me, you’re, you’re actually–“
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran4 years ago in Horror
Leviathan
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Abe was awoken sharply by the cold saline in his veins, and the crippling migraine of cryo sleep. The pale white lights of the cruisers sleep bay pierced his dry eyes, as he struggled to open them. Delirious - he lumbered and stumbled towards the stainless steel medical cabinet, the cryo breather still strapped to his face. In a half blind daze he ripped it off, pillaging the cabinet for any narcotic ambrosia to numb the pain.
By Matt Ladouceur4 years ago in Horror
My Greatest Masterpiece Gifted To The World
I woke early this morning as I desperately felt the need to write, but here I sit yet again. I’m at my writing desk, blank paper in front of me and a pen in hand. I sit staring out the window, looking for inspiration, but the words do not come.
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Horror
Moon Child
Moon Child Grandpa and I spent a few nights in the woods after the incident with the bottle tree. As good as I had felt the night after, my legs weren't quite up for a hike back out again just yet. So, we spent two nights in the woods while I recovered.
By Joshua Campbell4 years ago in Horror
