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Plague. Top Story - October 2024.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Even the youngest ones knew it. So Grey’s suggestion made no sense. He must have finally gone batshit…
By K.D. Popiel2 years ago in Horror
Abyssal Ascent (Part I). Content Warning.
Ramona Reyes lived by three very simple rules. They were her guiding light to surviving the life of a pirate in the void of space. Three magic rules that if broken would lead to almost certain chaos, injury, loss, even death.
By Siowas Strange2 years ago in Horror
what makes a monster
I don’t remember much about being human. I know I was, once. I think I had a name, a mother, maybe even friends. But those memories have eroded like words written in the sand—fragile fragments scattered by time, leaving only traces I can’t fully understand.
By Jacob Dorsch2 years ago in Horror
Mindfeeder. Runner-up in Spooky Micro Challenge.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. The specimen writhed and coiled. Small, spineless and limbless. Harmless. It lay in a sample dish, inside a clean room, behind a door which was hermetically, biologically and radiologically sealed.
By Addison Alder2 years ago in Horror
Never Whistle At Night!
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. If only she had remembered all the stories and superstitions that her grandma had told her about her when she was a child.
By Joanna Blaze2 years ago in Horror
The Forbidden Door
There was only one rule: don't open the door. Kayla looked at the old, damaged door in the corner of her grandmother's attic. Among the forgotten boxes and dusty antiques it seemed out of place, too strong, too sinister. "Don't ask why," her grandmother had said, her usually kind face hardening. "Just don't open it."
By Pubg TV2 years ago in Horror
Toothy Maw
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. A rule may only serve as a conditional defense, strong only as the willpower of those who abide by it. To give them credit, they have lasted four cycles. Sun, moon, sun, moon… my blood sizzled with each passing of that accursed sun, and my hunger waltzed to the tune of their heartbeats during the night.
By Eloise Robertson 2 years ago in Horror
Beneath the Surface
There was only one rule: don’t look in the mirror after midnight. Simple, they said. Harmless, even. But we knew better. The house was older than the town itself, standing like a sentinel at the end of a long, narrow road. We’d inherited it from some distant relative, one whose name no one cared to speak of. When we first arrived, the whispers had already begun. People warned us, with eyes that darted nervously, about the mirrors. About the nights when the moon hung low and silvered the windows like frost.
By P B2 years ago in Horror
Growing Pains
There was only one rule: don't open the door. Papa locked each of the dozen steel bolts at dusk, whispering a prayer with every clank. Vasile didn't ask why, he knew the answer: "For protection."
By Holly Pheni2 years ago in Horror
Lost Souls
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Little Wendy knocked. Every damn day and never got a response. She said she saw a light under the gap of the wooden door once. Every now and then she would peak under. The little girl wondered who it was that pondered on the other side but still, she never got a response since that time she saw a light under the wooden door once. Eventually, she stopped and someone else approached...
By Stalla B2 years ago in Horror
The Duck
There was only one rule. Don’t open the door. There used to be more. But things got simpler after dad died. Peter was playing underneath the kitchen table when mom told him. Her bare feet appeared beneath the edge of the table cloth. Strange. Normally she wore red tennis shoes. Peter crawled out. Her skin was pale and drooped beneath her eyes like heavy sandbags. Then she told him dad died. And then the rule: Don’t open the door.
By Ethan Town2 years ago in Horror
Real Horror incident of my Life. Content Warning.
This incident took place before the partition of India, a time when, despite the turmoil, life continued its normal course. A strange and terrifying event, passed down to us from my grandfather, Muhammad Ahmed, occurred in 1946. This story has left an indelible fear on my mind. I now share it with you to convey the horror and mystery that my grandfather encountered.
By Taimur Kazmi2 years ago in Horror