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Echoes in the Mist. AI-Generated.
Mira had always been the kind of person who laughed in the face of superstition. The stories of strange disappearances, of voices in the trees, and of the creeping mist that swallowed whole forests seemed too far-fetched to take seriously. Yet there was something about the tales surrounding Ashwood Forest, an old, forgotten stretch of trees just outside town, that she couldn’t ignore.
By Ateet Maurya2 years ago in Horror
The Parasite. Top Story - November 2024. Content Warning.
“Hey Lynette, you busy?” “Nahhh, just finished with my last patient. What’s up?” “I was thinking of dropping by your clinic. Would that be okay?” Dakota asked. “Of course! Are you alright, or do you have some juicy gossip for me?” Lynette chuckled. Dakota rolled her eyes, “Ugh, I wish! Unfortunately, I’m not feeling too great.” “Oh! What’s wro—” “I’ll explain when I get there”, Dakota hung up. ~~~~~ “Dr. Verlice is waiting in her office for you”, the receptionist, Becky, greeted Dakota with a smile as she walked in. “Okay, thanks Becky.” Dakota knocked on Lynette’s door but didn’t wait for a response before entering. “Oh my God, Dakota! You look awful!” “Hello to you too.” “Sorry, hi! But seriously, what happened to you?!” “That’s what I’m hoping to find out. I’ve been feeling so nauseous for weeks now, throwing up at least once a day.” “Could be food poisoning, but go on, what other symptoms?” “I feel bloated all the time, and there’s this constant, dull stomach pain.” “Hmmm…how’s your appetite?” “Ravenous! I’m eating like a beast, only to throw up afterwards, so hard you’d think I’m turning into a werewolf!” “That’s quite the exaggeration, but I’ll let it slide”, Lynette stifled a giggle. “I’m guessing you’re fatigued too, right?” “Yeah, that too!” “Do you remember eating anything unusual prior to all of these?” “I can barely remember what I ate for breakfast”, Dakota grinned sheepishly. “You’re useless, you know that?” Dakota gasped in mock offense, “Do you talk to all of your patients that way?” Lynette, lost in thought, barely registered what Dakota asked, “Nausea, bloating, fatigue…yeah, sounds like a classic case of tapeworm or some other foodborne parasite. We’ll start with a blood test and a stool sample.” “Oh, wait! Come to think of it, I had sushi about a month or two ago. Do you think it came from that?” “Possibly, but we’ll know more after we test your stool sample”, Lynette handed her a sample container. “And my nurse will draw some blood. It’ll take a few days for the results. In the meantime, I’ll prescribe some medication to help manage the symptoms.” “You are the best! Thank you!” ~~~~~ Dakota’s phone pinged:
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Horror
The Midnight Visitor: A Horror Story
On a dark, moonless night, Anika was driving along a deserted country road. Earlier, her car had broken down, and after hours of waiting, she finally got it fixed, only to find herself facing a risky journey through unknown terrain. The weak headlights only lit up the narrow, winding road ahead, surrounded by tall, dark trees. A chill filled the air, and every part of her felt she should have waited until morning. Still, she needed to get home.
By Md Mostafizur Rahman2 years ago in Horror
Escaping the Curse . Top Story - November 2024.
He walks through the door, a smile lopsided on his face, his cheeks slightly red. Perhaps it’s the cold, perhaps it’s the long afternoon spent in the garage. He had been loud before, quite loud. His green eyes flash bright, like his teeth. His curls are messy, streaked with grease and kissing his forehead. Internally, I flinch. Familiar chords pluck in my chest in a painful pinch. But, not him, never. He’s not afflicted with the same curse as my parents, as many are. I was careful in my choosing.
By Laura Lann2 years ago in Horror
A group of children discover a dead body
It was the summer of 1987, and the small town of Maplewood basked in the golden warmth of the sun. The streets were quiet, as most families were away on holiday or staying indoors to hide from the heat. But for six kids, the endless days of summer meant endless days of freedom to explore the fields, woods, and creeks that bordered their sleepy town. For as long as anybody could remember, the gang had been inseparable: Tommy, Sarah, Eli, Mia, Jack, and their leader, Jason. Every summer, they'd roam the countryside in search of adventure or mischief, but nothing could have prepared them for the horror that awaited them that day.
By Usman Zafar2 years ago in Horror
The Bone Harvester
No one ventured into Fern Hollow Woods after dusk. For generations, the townsfolk had shared stories of a creature that lurked in the shadows—The Bone Harvester. Rumor had it that he roamed the forest at night, hunting for the lost, the unlucky, and those who dared trespass his domain.
By Parth Bharatvanshi2 years ago in Horror
My Horror Experience at Home
The previous night I was alone in the house planning to enjoy horror movies but. The raw anger of the gale was outside, and the house was full of a deep, stillness. By night, especially as the night progressed, I began hearing noises which I could not explain on the hallway side. At first, I thought it was caused by the house adjusting to the people living in it, but the noises increased — they sounded like footsteps of someone walking very slowly in the corridor.
By Shifali Thakur2 years ago in Horror
The Dark Heart
Old, old town of Ravensbrook - always veiled in shadow. Cobblestone streets twist like ribbed veins through a half-sleeping heartbeat in the town, rhythmic and dark with the pulse of a secret no one speaks out loud. Generations passed listening to whispered stories of the "Dark Heart" in alleys and around fire pits in local taverns, shared by those brave enough to speak of it. Most wrote it off as fantasy, something to scare children into behaving. For those who knew the truth, though, the Dark Heart was as real as Ravensbrook itself—and far, far more terrifying.
By Usman Zafar2 years ago in Horror
