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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 Cabin in the Woods
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years but one night a candle burned in the window. Kowhai was standing at her door, frozen by the sound of the chaos behind her. The faint whisper of a scream snapped her eyes to the horizon, and she saw a light illuminating in the dark forest. As a child, she had heard the tale of the macabre truth of what had happened there years ago. The cabin was hidden well into the forest but the town surrounding it could see it clearly through the small trees. It sat frozen in time. Many tried to find the path to the cabin, but all just returned home hungry and cold from their travels.
By Judith Staltari4 years ago in Horror
When Morning Comes
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It was the night Jacob had decided to run away from home. The wind whipped through the trees, sending leaves and branches crashing against the rotten wood walls of the cabin. The closer he got to the door, the stronger the winds blew, almost pulling him away from that place.
By Rossie Cortes4 years ago in Horror
Darkness
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The candle had been lit by a beautiful young woman after a long, hard-fought battle to reach it. She snuffs out her feeling of triumph because she knows there is still a long night ahead. She has taken this journey countless times before, each time learning a little more than the last, getting a little closer to the candle. She has managed to reach it and even light it, but it has always been extinguished. Each time, she prays this journey will be the last. The candle will be lit and will burn down completely before sunrise, freeing her from her curse.
By Sara Kessler4 years ago in Horror
Be Well
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Strange. Iris had been hiking back to basecamp for over an hour and thought that when she found light it would be from her little sister angrily heating a pot of bland beans for dinner. They’d fight about how she couldn’t go off into the woods alone and end up side by side in their tent, telling secrets and giggling like they were children again. Anna would fall asleep first and wake up to find Iris gone again. And the cycle would repeat itself as it had for years.
By Hayley Frazier4 years ago in Horror
The Curtains Were Blowing But The Window Was Latched Shut
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. “How strange”, I mused out loud to my husband, who was reading next to the fireplace, slowly moving back and forth in the rocking chair. Making a slow and steady creaking sound that was comforting to me. He didn’t reply, so immersed into his book I don’t think he even heard me. I didn’t bother to repeat, transfixed by the strange sight of the candle.
By Amelia Sharp4 years ago in Horror
It Comes For You
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Its faint light flickered from bright to dim, fighting for its continued flame. The wind howled through the surrounding trees, and slight gusts blew through the many jagged slits in the decrepit windows. A slightly illuminated figure paces back and forth in the wrecked kitchen of this crumbled dwelling. Their wide open, seemingly empty black eyes flutter from window to window, surveying what little can be seen in the vast darkness that had engulfed the surrounding thicket. Cabinets and drawers alike are thrown open and their contents are tossed aside with desperate haste. Mold and mildew have set in on anything edible, a result of the inevitable expiration that befalls all things. He slams the last drawer shut and lets out an exasperated sigh as he leans against the old, scarred wood of the counter. He releases short bursts of air from his nostrils as he rubs his hands down his face, the pressure indenting the skin, hanging loose as they reach the end of their descent. His left leg limps as he shuffles past the dilapidated table. He sets a fallen chair upright, then throws himself down upon it. It creaks heavily under his weight but manages to stay intact. He glares at the cracked wooden floor while fiddling with the frayed ends of his hastily cut shorts, contemplating how much longer he can survive under these grave conditions. The abrupt call of an owl disrupts his macabre thoughts, and he peers out of the window, seeking the source of the sound. He squints, attempting to make out what little movement he can spot in the black of night. His eyes widen in terror. He scrambles to blow out the flame on the old, melting candle, his only source of light. The last match he had scavenged lays next to it, used, as if waiting for the candle to join it in the darkness. He kneels so that he can just barely peek above the counter, searching the blackness where he had seen It.
By Emmett Swann4 years ago in Horror
Curse the Darkness
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Two battery powered lanterns, however, provided the bulk of the illumination, one on a folding table in the middle of the room and the other on the floor next to the cooler.
By Bernadette Johnson4 years ago in Horror
Rabbit Dark
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Across the cabin’s front room, a kerosene lantern chugged along, doing its best to hold back the darkness the candle didn’t touch. A shadow splashed and ducked across one wall and then the next, and the floorboards strained to soften beneath a pair of heavy work boots.
By Kate Edwards Trussler4 years ago in Horror
