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Everything must go. Top Story - September 2023.
My boss was smiling as he tossed the flier onto my desk. I could see Jasper and Marcus turning to smile at me as well and I picked up the notice and scowled at it.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Mysterious Mansion!
John had been walking through the woods for what felt like hours and was beginning to feel tired. He decided to take a break and sat down against a large tree. As he looked around, he noticed a strange-looking house in the distance. He couldn't quite make it out in the darkness, but he was intrigued enough to get up and investigate further. John slowly approached the house, trying to be as quiet as possible. When he got closer, he noticed that it was a huge Victorian mansion. It was in disrepair, with vines on the walls and broken windows. He heard strange noises coming from within as he approached the entrance. He crept around the side of the house and peered through one of the broken windows. Inside, he saw a man in an old-fashioned suit pacing back and forth. He seemed to be muttering to himself, and John could barely make out the words, "It must be done. The time has come." John didn't want to stay any longer, so he quickly backed away from the window and began returning to the woods. But as he was walking, he heard a loud bang and felt something grab his arm. He spun around and saw the man from the mansion standing behind him. He had a crazed look in his eye, and he was holding a large knife. "You shouldn't have come here!" the man growled. "You've seen too much, and now you must pay the price!" John was terrified and tried to back away, but the man tightened his grip on his arm. "No one ever leaves this place alive!" the man shouted. John's heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to find a way to escape. Suddenly, he spotted a large rock on the ground, and he quickly grabbed it and swung it at the man. The man stumbled backward, and John used the opportunity to run away. He raced back into the woods and ran as fast as he could, not looking back until he was sure the man was far enough away. Eventually, he made it back home, and he told his family what had happened. They were horrified and agreed that they should never return to the woods again. John still can't shake the terror he felt that night, and he thanks his lucky stars every day that he managed to escape with his life. He never found out what the man in the mansion was up to, but it reminds him of how quickly things can turn from peaceful to terrifying. John has since made it a point to avoid the woods and the strange mansion. He never told anyone what he saw that night but still remembers it. He wonders if the man in the villa is still there and if anyone else ventured too close to find out. He hopes that whoever it was found a way to escape like he did and that the man never harmed anyone else. John's experience in the woods that night will remain a mystery, but it is an essential reminder of why one must always be prepared for the unexpected. The man in the mansion may have been a madman, but John was lucky enough to make it out alive. But to this day, he still wonders what was happening in that house and what secrets it was hiding. Also, he still can't help but think that the man from the mansion was looking for him. What if he had stayed any longer? What would have happened if he hadn't been lucky enough to escape? Find out next time on Mysterious Mansion! The end, for now.
By Andy Yupa3 years ago in Horror
Pontianak's Vengeful Curse: Haunting Whispers from Beyond
In a remote Indonesian village shrouded in eternal twilight, an ominous atmosphere clung to the souls of its residents. The name that trembled on their lips and cast dread upon their nights was Pontianak, a vengeful specter that haunted their darkest fears.
By Adrian Wordsmith3 years ago in Horror
The Haunting Melody
Title: "The Haunting Melody" The wind whispered through the dense forest, carrying with it an eerie melody that sent shivers down Sarah's spine. She had always been drawn to the old, abandoned mansion at the edge of the woods, its decaying facade a testament to a forgotten era. On this moonless night, curiosity got the better of her, and she decided to explore the mysterious place that had haunted her dreams for as long as she could remember.
By ARTIST3 years ago in Horror
We Didn't Do It
CRASH! In one sudden movement, the door burst open. Red barely had time to see what had happened before they came in. He couldn't tell who they were; not with how quickly they moved. But they were dressed in all white, from head to foot, and they carried large rings in their hands. He wanted to wonder what those rings were for, but he hadn't the chance. They shoved him up against the wall before he could see any of their faces and strapped something hard and metallic around his neck.
By chloe3 years ago in Horror
The News Reported Two Horrifying True Horror Stories
The Axe Murder House In Villisca, Iowa, the Villisca Axe Murder House is a popular place for ghost hunters and horror fans to visit. Six children and two adults had their heads fully crushed with an axe by an unknown murderer in 1912. The crime scene was bought in 1994, put back to how it looked in 1912, and turned into a tourist attraction. The old haunted house costs $428 a night to stay in, and people always say they had strange paranormal experiences there, like seeing a man with an axe walking through the rooms or hearing the faint screams of children.
By Sang NDT3 years ago in Horror
The Forest of Whispers: Unearthing the Secrets of Gunung Padang's Curse
In the heart of Indonesia's Gunung Padang, nestled amidst the mist-shrouded peaks, lay an ancient forest that defied the passage of time. Its gnarled trees, twisted like the skeletal remains of forgotten giants, reached hungrily towards the heavens, their branches entangled in a grotesque dance of agony. Locals knew to avoid this cursed place, especially after nightfall when the shadows grew long, and the forest whispered its malevolent secrets.
By Adrian Wordsmith3 years ago in Horror
Crimson Reckoning: The Unholy Twist of Bran Castle's Curse
In the shadow of the Carpathian Mountains, shrouded in dense Transylvanian fog, Bran Castle stood as a malevolent sentinel, its dark history whispered through the centuries. This night, however, was different. A blood moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie crimson glow over the castle's menacing turrets.
By Adrian Wordsmith3 years ago in Horror
Imprisoned. Content Warning.
Every night is the same. I scramble to my chamber, close my eyes so tight my ears rattle, and I wait. I hear the shuffling of their giant feet as they deliver my cell mate to the bunk above me. I fear the pounding of my heart as it slams against my sternum will draw their attention to my location, as is my dread every night at this time. The smaller one knows I’m here, and it will eventually eradicate me if given the chance. They call it J’es Seigh. I listen for the shrieks of J’es Seigh as they fight to imprison it within this hellscape of a cell with me. While I know we are both certainly captive, it will only ever see me as another enemy.
By Stephanie Wright3 years ago in Horror
Forest of Shadows
In the eerie, moonlit town of Lurid Hollow, a woman named Seraphina had always been drawn to the mysteries that shrouded the nearby Enigma Forest. Rumors whispered tales of a lurking entity known as the "Shadeclaw," a creature whose existence was more myth than reality. However, Seraphina's relentless curiosity and a desire to conquer her fears propelled her into the heart of this chilling narrative. The forest exuded a palpable aura of dread as she ventured deeper, her heart pounding in sync with the uneven footsteps that echoed beneath the towering, gnarled trees. Flickering shadows danced like malevolent spirits, and an oppressive silence enveloped her. Seraphina's steps quickened, but she was determined to unearth the truth. Suddenly, a rustling from the underbrush made her halt. Her breath caught in her throat as an emaciated figure with pallid skin emerged from the shadows. It was the legendary Shadeclaw, a grotesque amalgamation of human and beast, its limbs elongated like twisted vines, and its eyes glinting with a sinister intelligence. Seraphina's heart raced, but she held her ground, meeting the creature's gaze with defiance. It was then that she noticed the peculiar charm dangling from the Shadeclaw's clawed hand. A pendant, intricately carved with the symbol of an ancient cult known as the "Wraithweavers." A tense silence hung in the air before the Shadeclaw broke it with a raspy, tortured voice. "You seek answers, mortal. But do you possess the courage to unravel the enigma?" Seraphina, her voice quivering, replied, "I must know the truth, no matter the cost." The Shadeclaw's lips twisted into a grotesque grin, revealing rows of serrated teeth. "Very well, seeker of truth. To reveal the secrets of the Enigma Forest, you must first prove your worth." With those ominous words, the creature vanished into the shadows, leaving behind only a trail of ethereal whispers. Seraphina followed, her path fraught with perilous trials and malevolent apparitions. Each step deeper into the forest felt like a descent into madness, but her determination remained unshaken. In the heart of the forest, Seraphina discovered an ancient altar adorned with eerie symbols. The Shadeclaw reappeared, its form shifting between shadow and substance. "To unlock the secrets," it intoned, "you must offer your deepest fear as a sacrifice." Seraphina closed her eyes, recalling her most profound fear: the loss of her loved ones. With trembling hands, she placed a locket containing a picture of her family on the altar. A surge of dark energy enveloped her, and the forest seemed to writhe in response. Moments later, the Shadeclaw presented her with an ancient tome, its pages filled with forbidden knowledge. Seraphina's fingers traced the arcane runes as she realized the horrifying truth—the Enigma Forest was a prison, and the Shadeclaw was its guardian, bound by a curse. The creature explained that the only way to break the curse was to confront the true malevolence lurking within the forest—the sinister spirit of a vengeful sorcerer who had long since transcended humanity. The spirit's name, uttered only in hushed whispers, was "Morosin." Armed with newfound understanding, Seraphina and the Shadeclaw ventured deeper into the forest, facing nightmarish apparitions conjured by Morosin's vengeful spirit. Seraphina's resolve was unwavering, and the Shadeclaw fought by her side, its loyalty earned through her bravery. Finally, in the darkest heart of the forest, they confronted Morosin. The battle raged, a cacophony of shadows and unearthly shrieks. Seraphina summoned her courage, wielding the knowledge from the ancient tome to weaken the spirit's power. With a blinding flash, she banished Morosin into oblivion. As the forest's curse lifted, the Shadeclaw transformed into a spectral figure, free at last from its torment. It whispered words of gratitude to Seraphina before fading into the night, its task fulfilled. Seraphina emerged from the Enigma Forest, forever changed by her harrowing journey. She had unraveled the mysteries of Lurid Hollow but had paid a steep price. Yet, she carried the knowledge of the Shadeclaw's sacrifice and the forest's secrets, ensuring they would never be forgotten. And so, the legend of Seraphina, the woman who conquered the Enigma Forest, lived on, a tale whispered in hushed tones by those who dared to explore the unknown.
By Shidhartha Howlader3 years ago in Horror
Strings of Retribution:
Chapter 1: The Enigmatic Puppet In the quaint town of Ravenswood, a mysterious puppet arrives at an old antique shop. Crafted with intricate detail, it possesses an eerie aura that draws the attention of the shop's owner, Mr. Jenkins. Little does he know that this puppet is no ordinary toy. It has a dark purpose, fueled by a supernatural force.
By Josie Ponce3 years ago in Horror
Parasocial . Content Warning.
Smiling into the camera, she talked about something on Twitter. There was something off about her, a tiredness, or an anxiety that I could not put my finger on. Maybe I was projecting. But none of that mattered, her words were so much empty space now, a time capsule of entertainment. A frozen moment.
By Alexander McEvoy3 years ago in Horror