Interviews with authors, film directors and horror snobs of all kinds; conversations that will unsettle, and shed light on all things dark and mysterious.
Intrusive Thoughts of a Psychopath?
Every morning, every day, the same. Every morning, every day, the same old humdrum. Wake up, coffee, shower, shave, brush teeth and floss.
The Veiled Visitor: A Family's Shared Nightmare
Once upon a moonlit night, in a remote farmhouse nestled amidst rows of pine trees, a chilling event unfolded that would haunt the lives of one family forever. Evan, a 14-year-old boy living in North Carolina, found himself entangled in a web of terror that would bind him, his cousin, and even his unsuspecting father.
"Eclipsed Legacies: Unveiling the Secrets of Ravenscroft Manor"
The wind whispered through the ancient oaks that surrounded the imposing mansion known as Ravenscroft Manor. Its ivy-covered walls stood tall and ominous, casting long shadows under the silvery glow of the moon. The mansion seemed to creak with the weight of its own history, a history that reached back through generations. It was a place that harbored secrets, and within its walls, a nursery bore witness to a chilling tale that defied the boundaries of the living and the dead.
The road girl
Many are the dark roads that humans do not like to take, especially at night. These roads are either haunted by jinn and ghosts, or often filled with thieves and highwaymen. Today, we have a chilling horror story from a real-life stories website. Our story is titled "The Girl on the Road." We hope you enjoy it.
"Whispers of Redemption: Unveiling the Forbidden Forest's Secrets"
The interdicted timber of Whispers impended at the edge of the small vill of Eldridge, a minatory breadth that had struck fear into the hearts of the locals for generations. The tales passed down from one generation to the coming spoke of a curse that had chanced the timber, rendering it interdicted to all who valued their lives. still, the appeal of the unknown, the pledge of retired treasures, and the exhilaration of defying the vill elders' warnings proved too tempting for a group of comers.
Israel consents to day to day four-hour stops in Gaza attack, White House says: Updates
In a critical forward leap for the worldwide work to give helpful guide to Gaza, Israel has consented to day to day four-hour stops in battling across northern Gaza, the White House said Thursday.
"The Haunting Lullaby"
As the moon cast a pale, silvery glow across the old family farmhouse, young Sarah lay in her childhood bedroom. The creaking floorboards and the soft rustling of the leaves outside were comforting sounds that she had grown up with. Her grandmother, Eleanor, had always told her that the old house had a soul, that it held the memories of generations past. But Sarah never truly believed in such tales, until that fateful night.
The Midnight Visitor: A Paranormal Encounter in the Old Hotel
The old hotel stood as a relic of a bygone era, its faded grandeur a testament to the bustling life it had once housed within its opulent walls. But as the years passed, the building fell into disrepair, its corridors echoing with the whispers of forgotten guests and the secrets that had long been buried beneath layers of dust and neglect. It was within the confines of this dilapidated structure that Lily, a skeptical journalist, found herself drawn to the allure of the unknown, eager to uncover the truth that lay shrouded within the hotel's decaying facade.
Beneath the Surface: The Terrors Lurking in the Deep
The small coastal town of Marlin Bay bustled with life during the warm summer months; its picturesque shoreline was a haven for tourists and locals alike. But beneath the tranquil waves that lapped against the sandy beaches, a malevolent force lay dormant, its insidious presence waiting to be unearthed. It was this latent darkness that drew Jack, an intrepid marine biologist, to the depths of Marlin Bay, where he sought to unravel the mysteries that lurked beneath the surface of its seemingly idyllic waters.
The Cursed Portrait: Unveiling the Secrets of the Manor
The dilapidated manor stood as a solemn testament to the bygone era, its grandeur marred by the passage of time and neglect. Its walls echoed with the whispers of forgotten souls, and the air was heavy with the weight of centuries-old secrets. Among the faded tapestries and moth-eaten furniture hung a portrait that had long been the subject of sinister tales and ominous legends. The portrait depicted a figure shrouded in darkness, its eyes seemingly following anyone who dared to gaze upon its haunting visage. It was this portrait that had drawn Amelia to the manor, her fascination with the occult and the esoteric leading her on a perilous journey into the heart of the forsaken estate.
Echoes of the Forgotten: A Tale of the Abandoned Asylum
The abandoned asylum loomed like a sinister specter on the outskirts of town, its weathered facade standing as a testament to the horrors that had unfolded within its walls. For years, it had remained a forbidden place, shrouded in rumors of unspeakable atrocities and the restless spirits of the tormented souls that had once been confined within its confines. But for Sarah, the allure of the asylum's dark history proved irresistible, drawing her inexorably toward the forgotten edifice.
How does she know me?
In the 80s I worked as a department store manager. At that time it was in a very good position. We lived well. 4-room apartment in the center of the resort town, house outside the city, husband, beautiful daughter. Yes, yes, in that order. The material side of life interested me the most. I measured everything and everything in money. I even mistreated my mother. My mother lived in the village with her drunken husband.