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The Hollow Girl’s New Skin: A True Haunting at Blackvale Orphanage
Season 2 ______________________________________________ PROLOGUE: THE TRANSFER Blackvale Orphanage - December 21, 1986 The children's choir should have stopped when the screaming began.
By Tales That Breathe at Nightabout a year ago in Horror
A Middle-Aged Woman Discovers a Ghost
Margot Campbell never believed in ghosts. At fifty-three, she was practical, composed, and altogether too grounded for “that kind of nonsense.” A recently retired schoolteacher, she had just moved into a modest Victorian cottage in Dorset—a quiet place she hoped would bring peace after a grueling divorce and years of noise. The cottage was charming, albeit weathered, with ivy crawling up its stone walls and creaky floorboards that had a personality of their own.
By Muhammad Sabeelabout a year ago in Horror
Under the Skin
It began with a drip. Nina first heard it the night after her grandmother’s funeral. She was staying in the old Victorian house to pack things up for the estate sale. The house, nestled at the edge of a dense forest in Vermont, had always felt strange to her—rooms colder than they should be, mirrors reflecting more than they should, silence thicker than comfort allowed.
By Imran hossainabout a year ago in Horror
The Mysterious Horseman. Content Warning.
The car engines were roaring, people were cheering, and I sat there in the stands close enough to get buried by the mud. I’ve never been to a show like this before, but I wouldn’t pass up an offer for a free ticket from my buddy Devon. Despite driving a pickup, I’ve never really been an auto guy, let alone monster trucks. But here I was, close enough to flinch when the trucks drove by. It seemed so normal for my friend and the rest of the cheering crowd. Apparently it was customary to wear a white t-shirt with your favourite truck’s logo on it, they were everywhere; even being sold at the venue. I figured out later it was so the mud stains from the flicking tires would create a custom souvenir whenever you were sprayed. I wish I was told that earlier, that way I wouldn't have worn one of my nice shirts. In hindsight I should have known better, but my clothes were already caked so I didn't see a reason in changing into an overpriced shirt. Besides, I was used to dirt ruining my good shirts. I decided I would enjoy the moment, and I did. It was a fun night, and after three hours of mud, the smell of diesel burning my nose, and a pyrotechnics filled climax the show began to let out. People stood around the building, brooding over which merchandise to buy, or taking pictures of new dirt bike models. Devon and I were able to get in early thanks to his premium tickets, so there wasn’t much we hadn’t already seen when it wasn’t so crowded. Besides, he had to work in the morning, so we decided we’d head home. “Hey, I’m just gonna hit the washroom before we go!” Devon yelled to me over the crowd. “Alright, I’ll meet you outside” I replied, followed by his nodding acknowledgement.
By Alexander McLachlanabout a year ago in Horror
A Letter to the New Homeowner. Content Warning.
Sleepless nights have kept you drained, searching and searching for someone you know is there, but cannot find. Every creak is a possible footstep from some ruthless home intruder. Yet, even when you doubt yourself you have those thoughts scratching at the back of your mind. Every night I see you check the entrances three times and three times exactly, every lock on every door and every window. Ironically, your safety is your greatest concern in this wonderfully comforting house. Every night you feel the prying of eyes during your most intimate moments. You hear whispers and groans you can’t identify, but you swear they are there. I will tell you everything.
By Alexander McLachlanabout a year ago in Horror
America's Most Haunted Hotel ?
The United States is home to numerous hotels, each with its own unique history and charm. However, some of these establishments have a darker side, being renowned for their paranormal activity and ghostly encounters. One such place is the Queen Mary, an ocean liner turned hotel in Long Beach, California, often referred to as the "most haunted hotel" in America.
By Bishal Chakraborty about a year ago in Horror
The Haunted River Night
Long ago, our village had no electricity. People used hurricane lamps at night. Everything was very quiet after 9pm. They heard the birds early in the morning and were able to silence after sunset. The village night was peaceful, but it was a bit scary.
By Joyprokash Royabout a year ago in Horror
The Mirror in the Attic
Maria had never believed in ghosts. At twenty-two, she had finished college and moved into her grandmother’s old house in a quiet village. Her grandmother had passed away a year ago, and the house had been empty since. It was big, cold, and filled with old things—furniture covered in white sheets, broken clocks, and dusty books. But Maria liked the silence. Or so she thought.
By Hassan Khanabout a year ago in Horror
