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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.
Welcome to Garrettland, Population ONE – Part 1 of 4
Within a year of the zombie virus outbreak in 2029, nationwide martial law had been implemented. The whole country went on lockdown. Cities were cordoned off to help maintain order. Strict curfews were implemented. Food distribution networks that operated with all the stellar efficiency that one normally associates with a top-heavy, bloated bureaucracy sprang up everywhere. The first year of the zombie virus outbreak had caused the deaths of nearly 100 million Americans.
By Shawn Ingram6 years ago in Horror
Short Nightmares
Jared stood staring at the funhouse sign. The light bulbs blinked on and off again and again and again. He was thinking back to a childhood memory of getting dragged into one of these by some of his friends. They left him behind at the carnival because he couldn’t find his way out of the mirror maze. His friends made fun of him for weeks while he suffered nightmares… fun times. Kathy’s voice brought Jared back to reality.
By Michael Crone6 years ago in Horror
Madness
The clouds gathered threateningly in the sky above. Michael felt a chill go down his spine, and the thunder rolled across the sky. As if God himself were running from one side of heaven to the other. He slowly made his way to the darkened house. A place he had called home for only a couple of weeks now.
By Josh Mallernee6 years ago in Horror
The Storm
Lightning lit Jeremy’s room with a calming strobe effect. He had developed a love for storms over the years which was a stark contrast to his childhood. Thunder on the other hand chilled him to the bone. To him, it was the growl of some ancient beast just waiting outside his meal ticket to venture outdoors. He could still remember in vivid detail that growl inside his room as a small child. He used to believe it was something under his bed or in his closet, but after numerous attempts to point this out to his parents, he realized it was all in his childhood imagination.
By Josh Mallernee6 years ago in Horror
The Forest
At this point Sara knew she was lost. There was no escaping that fact anymore. It all came slamming down onto her like someone had just dropped a bucket of water on her head. She realized at this point that she may never see her boyfriend again or her parents, or even that funny guy Steve that lived across the street from her.
By Josh Mallernee6 years ago in Horror
Dreamscape
The first time that I lucid dreamed I was 14. I "woke up" in the middle of a nightmare and shot a zombie in the head. It took me a little bit to realize what was happening but before the end of that first dream I was flying and shooting laser beams out of my eyes. When i actually woke up my heart was still racing from how real everything had been and felt. I went to school that day and told all my friends and one informed me about lucid dreaming. The way he talked about how difficult it was it seemed like I was a natural. That night when I went to bed I immediately started shifting my dream scape around me. Before I knew it I had built a full 1:1 replica of my favorite anime around myself. I know I'm a nerd trust me. Every night when I would go to sleep I would build whole worlds around myself for me to play in. It even got to the point where I could populate the world with other people. Most of the time they were just amalgamations of all the people I knew. I even used my lucid dreaming to do world building for me and my friends to pay tabletop games. I ended up always playing DM but that was fine because everyone would compliment me on how unique and detailed my games were. I would just give them a sly smile and tap my temple leaving them wondering how I came up with it all.
By Josephine Mason6 years ago in Horror
Germaine Street - Chapter Four
Like their parents and older sister, Randolph, Connor and Shawn Rirsen had noticed the new neighbors. Unlike Kitty, Tobias and Lizzie, the triplets were 14 and had been especially observant of the fact that the new neighbors were mostly comprised of girls.
By Nick Rowley6 years ago in Horror
The Honeymoon
Twilight crept in slowly over the mountains, the valley below had already began to settle into darkness. Crickets chirped and the birds calls slowed and quieted. "Hey Cyn, we should set up camp soon." Chad spoke calmly. "yeah, you want to turn around and head back the the clearing we saw earlier?" Cynthia said as she halted to point backward. Chad turned and nodded with an approving smile. Together they turned back on the path with Cynthia leading the way back. twenty minutes passed when they finally arrived back at the clearing, Cynthia began unpacking the tent as Chad gathered some dry logs that were fallen just outside of camp.
By Donald Delatorre6 years ago in Horror
Abduction
My last session with Dr. Brenda occurred on Friday. The weekend was long and hard as I waited for Monday to roll around and hoped that she could bring me more answers. I struggled to remember what happened after we were all herded into the... I will call it the hangar bay for lack of any better description. The opening leading out of the bay looked like that of a large hangar and there was these craft, larger than a helicopter, and more metallic than most aircraft, that sat around in two lines. It looked like the upper deck of an aircraft carrier only we were definitely indoors.
By Jason Morton6 years ago in Horror
HOBO Kyle - chapter 2
Several miles from the strange and horrible events at the White’s homestead, in a truck stop diner, a large, red-faced man began to squirm in his seat. The faint reverberations of an animalistic howl tickled his ears and sent ripples of instinctive understanding cascading through his brain.
By Matt Holmes6 years ago in Horror
A Modest Meal
It is said that Scientology was started after a wager made by Isaac Asimov to L. Ron Hubbard that the latter could not start a religion. It is said that a similar wager led to the creation of the restaurant I ate at tonight. It is uncertain whether it was Musk and Batali or Zuckerberg and Marco Pierre White, and one could never tell, for the kitchen was most certainly closed to prying eyes, but it was the same sort of combination of derring-do and disregard that led to the existence of Swift’s.
By J. Otis Haas6 years ago in Horror
