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Murmurs from Past
Murmurs from Past: Tormenting Stories of the Inconspicuous In the quietness of the evening , when the world dozes and the main sound are those of your own breath, have you at any point felt a shudder down your spine? A mysterious presence that sends goosebumps dashing across your skin? These are the murmurs from past, the unpleasant stories of the concealed that have interested and unnerved mankind for a really long time. In this blog entry, we will set out on an excursion through the chilling domains of spooky experiences, unexplained peculiarities, and the persevering through secrets that keep on tormenting our minds.
By MD Rifatul Islam3 years ago in Horror
I've been receiving letters . I'm pretty sure someone is going to kill me. Content Warning.
Ever since my parents left on a trip alone for my father's birthday, I've been receiving letters in the mail. On the second day they left, I noticed a white envelope lying on my front doorstep. I tore it open, expecting something mundane like the annual birthday letters my aunt sends for my father. However, a single sentence on the page sent shivers crawling up my spine: "I see you, Luke." I placed the note on the counter and peered out the front door, half-expecting one of my friends to appear and reveal it as another one of their pranks. But there was no one in sight. Nervously, I locked the door and tried to dismiss it as a foolish joke. I even chuckled, crumpling the note and tossing it into the trash can.However, when the second letter arrived, my anxiety skyrocketed. "I'm watching your every move," it declared. "You can't escape, Luke." I glanced outside, searching for any sign of a presence. Nothing. As time went on, the letters continued to arrive every day, each one more haunting than the last. They contained stolen pictures of me, captured without my knowledge, showing me in vulnerable moments like sleeping or eating dinner. It dawned on me that I had a relentless stalker.Desperate for answers, I purchased a security camera to capture the identity of the person leaving these sinister letters at my doorstep. But upon reviewing the footage, there was eerie silence throughout the night. No movements, no cars approaching the house, and no sounds. Discouraged by the lack of evidence, I turned my attention to the front door, only to spot another white envelope pressed against the glass. My hands trembled as I retrieved it and tore open the paper, revealing a message written in menacing red ink: "2:27 AM." The current time was 1:50, and I couldn't comprehend the significance of the cryptic message. Fear consumed me as I began to believe that my life was in imminent danger. I envisioned the stalker finding me and executing their malicious plan during my most vulnerable moments.Frantically, I sprinted through my house, securing all doors, closing every window, and drawing all blinds. I switched off all lights, ensuring that no point of entry remained accessible. Clutching a knife from my kitchen, I took refuge under my bed, muttering to myself about a plan in case the intruder managed to enter. As the clock struck 2 AM, I remained huddled in fear, each passing minute amplifying my paranoia in anticipation of the specified time written on the letter.
By Luther3 years ago in Horror
Chills On The Highway
I am a long-haul trucker, accustomed to encountering a myriad of strange and spine-chilling experiences during my nocturnal journeys. On this particular night, I found myself navigating the desolate expanse of US 93 in the Nevada desert, en route to a delivery in Portland. The clock stubbornly ticked its way towards 1:30 AM, and I knew it was time to pull over and log my mandatory half-hour break.
By Golge3 years ago in Horror
Intertwinement
Saw was given a miracle cure for cancer. Instead of being cured, he is tricked, which triggers a new sadistic game of Jigsaw. I also take part in the '039 series; The longest film of all time will be Shawnee Smith's Amanda Young, a franchise veteran who first appeared in 2004's Saw. Saw has a particularly positive opinion of the film. Chris Killian of Comicbook.com considered Saw X "hands down the best ".
By Tonmoy Roy 3 years ago in Horror
Just Beyond the Curtain
My husband, Thomas, is a writer of short horror and I'm very proud of him. He crafts these unique little stories about horrific situations and people really seem to like them. I won't name-drop here, but you may have read some of his work if you've been in the community for a while. He writes a lot and his stories have been read by a lot of different narrators, but recently things have changed.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Curse of the Koh-i-Noor: A Diamond's Dark Legacy
In the heart of London, there lies an ancient curse that has plagued generations. It is said to be connected to one of the most precious gemstones in the world: the Koh-i-Noor diamond. The legend goes that whoever possesses this stone shall face its wrath. Many have tried to keep it safe, but all have failed.
By Fathima Raheema3 years ago in Horror
Blood and the Lightning Bolt
The monster was doing its best to make Evan scream. It broke his legs, which elicited the faintest gasp. Evan remained silent during the beating and the nail extractions, which he thought was a nice twist. He actually enjoyed the sharp sting that raced from his toes to the back of his jaw like sour candy with each pop off the nail bed.
By Lynn Jordan3 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Hollowbrook House
The wind howled through the ancient trees that surrounded Hollowbrook House, a decrepit mansion perched on a hill overlooking the desolate town below. Its timeworn facade exuded an eerie presence, casting long, foreboding shadows in the moonlight. For years, the house had stood abandoned, a dark secret looming over the once-thriving community.
By Luna 3 years ago in Horror
Don’t go into room13. Content Warning.
I was walking through the hallways of the hotel, when I passed Room 13. I thought nothing of it, until I heard a small noise, almost like a scratching sound, coming from inside the room. It made me stop in my tracks, and my instincts wanted to open the door and see what was going on, but I remembered the rule. Knowing that I was not allowed to enter Room 13, I turned around to walk away. Suddenly, I heard another loud crash. It was undeniable that it had come from Room 13. I couldn't ignore all of these strange sounds coming from the room. I had always been taught to act on instinct, and all of my instincts told me that there was something very, very wrong with Room .The door was locked, but it was not impossible to force it open. It took a lot of strength, but eventually, the door opened a crack, and then I was able to pull it open enough for me to be able to carefully slip into the room. The first thing that I noticed was that the room was pitch black inside. I tried to adjust my eyes, but I couldn't see a thing. It was like stepping into a complete void of darkness. I knew where the light switch should have been, so I felt all the way up the wall for it, but there was no switch. I tried to take a step forward into the room, but I as I stepped, my foot hit something. It was solid enough to make me lose my balance slightly. Slowly, I bent down to touch whatever this thing was. As soon as I put my hand on it, I could feel that there was something very strange going on. It almost felt like a leg, almost like that of a person.But that couldn't be possible. I reached out, behind me, but all I could feel was another leg, seemingly coming from another body. I reached out again, only to feel another. An arm this time, then a torso, another leg. It was endless. I felt as though I was surrounded. Except, there was something odd about these arms and legs. They just didn't feel quite...alive.I immediately felt sick. There was no way, absolutely no way that I could be standing in the middle of a room full of bodies, but it all made sense. The strange rule about not stepping foot in Room 13. Of course. It all made sense. This was where the bodies were hidden.I didn't want to believe it, but there seemed like no other explanation. I felt completely sickened, my head spinning, a shiver running up my spine. There was no way. I'd never even seen a dead body before, let alone be surrounded by them in a pitch black hotel room. Was this what happened to people who entered Room 13?I put a hand on the wall to steady myself, and I suddenly felt the light switch. Feeling relieved by that, I quickly turned it on, and watched light flood the room. This was it. I was mentally preparing myself for the sight of, possibly over twenty dead bodies, a sight that would surely make me sick.However, when the light turned on, I was not met with the horrifying sight of countless murder scenes. Instead, all lined up around the room, some perfectly propped up, and others sprawled on the floor, were human-sized, doll-like figures. They looked just, almost human, except for one eerie difference.They didn't have eyes. Just black, void-like holes where eyes should have been. Their necks were oddly floppy too, drooping to the side. What was most horrifying about these life-size dolls, was that they almost exactly resembled all of the hotel staff members that I had become so familiar with.I saw the doll version of Kelly, her head falling into her lap. I saw Mark, the waiter, with huge black holes where his eyes should have been. I saw Elizabeth, who was sprawled on the floor, legs sticking out. I even saw Catherine, propped up against the wall, like she was in a child's dollhouse. I wanted to scream, run away, do anything. This was somehow worse than seeing the disgusting sight of bodies. This was ten times creepier, and made me feel goosebumps up my arms. I wanted to drive away from the hotel, from the town, and never look back.The one thing that still stuck in my mind, was the fact that every single staff member had a doll here, even the newest hires. Everyone had a life-like, floppy doll, looking like an eyeless corpse. The only doll that was missing, the only member of staff that didn't have a matching doll, was me. There was no doll in Room 13 that resembled me. Somehow, that fact was far more chilling.I was about to take my phone out of my pocket, to take photos, or call the police, or do anything about this terrifying situation, when all of a sudden, the room went black. Pitch black. I tried to move again, but I couldn't. My legs would not stand up and run, my arms would not reach out to steady myself. I couldn't move. I was fixed, I was stuck, I was trappedJust then, I felt someone holding my shoulders, propping me up against the wall. I wanted to scream, or see who it was, but it felt like I was trapped inside my own body. I was completely unable to move.The hands extended my arms and legs, and I even felt the hands around my neck, making it flop forward ever so slightly, just as it had done on the dolls. That was when I realised it. The 'dolls' inside Room 13 were not life-like copies of the hotel staff members, they were the hotel staff members. And I was about to meet the very same fate, in Room 13.If only I had just listened.
By Luther3 years ago in Horror
Ten Terrifying Realities of Outer Space
The vast expanse of space is a realm of infinite fascination, but it's also a place of unfathomable fear. While nearly 99.99 percent of it is empty, the remaining substance can pose grave threats to humanity. Here, we count down ten truly chilling facts about the cosmic horror show that is our universe.
By Qandil fatima3 years ago in Horror
Innocence of Innocents
"There are innocents!" Red stops. He hates, and will hate, and has always hated the idea of waiting to kill his prey. Especially when they beg for it.
By chloe3 years ago in Horror
No One Will Save You - A Hulu Movie Review
This can’t be real. I didn’t believe aliens would ever attack! No One Will Save You landed on Hulu in 2023. One night Brynn’s content homebody life is interrupted when she gets an unwelcomed visitor. She fends off violent aliens on her own and runs for safety.
By Marielle Sabbag3 years ago in Horror