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The Best Horror Movies to Watch for Friday the 13th
September 13th, 2024, marks another spooky Friday the 13th, and horror fans everywhere are looking to celebrate. What better way to glorify this unlucky day than to pull up a blanket and a large bucket of popcorn with some of the best horror films today? For those who are staying inside for their scary night, here is a list of movies you need to watch tonight for Friday the 13th.
By Total Apex Entertainment & Sports2 years ago in Horror
“The Deliverance”: A 2024 Netflix Movie Inspired by A True Story
After being in development for years, the long-awaited horror film The Deliverance was finally released on Netflix on August 30. The movie’s release is surprising, considering director Lee Daniels initially raised concerns about working on the project. The film’s Black-led cast was also originally helmed by Octavia Spencer, but she left the project and was replaced by Mo’Nique.
By Total Apex Entertainment & Sports2 years ago in Horror
‘Heretic’ Film Receives Dazzling Reviews
Two days ago, A24’s newest horror flick, Heretic, had its world premiere at the Toronto International Film Festival. The film, which boasts Hugh Grant as its charmingly villainous lead, explores the cat-and-mouse terror that ensues after two Mormon missionaries (Sophie Thatcher and Chloe East) enter a man’s (Hugh Grant) home in an attempt to convert him. Following its premiere, critics have been praising it for its captivating story, claustrophobic visuals, and more.
By Total Apex Entertainment & Sports2 years ago in Horror
Skibidi Toilet
Norm Peterson had become an unstable mess, a man so terrified from his near death experience that he became scared of crossing the road or travelling by bus or car. The scared little man could barely function, stuttering every sentence. Chad and Stacy were among the students that attended the same college, alongside Nikki Apple who he always thought was a cruel tutor. They had a new head tutor of the class named Mrs Jones, she was just as strict (if not stricter) than the support tutor. A couple of new students had joined the class too, Emily White who was blonde and cute, became best friends with Stacy Queen. There was a new guy similar to Norm though, who seemed just as shy, perhaps more so because he was new and didn't know anyone. This young man was named Benjamin Smith. He wore square glasses that only made him appear even more nerdy alongside his skinny figure and weak will. Norm slowly became friends with Benjamin, although they barely spoke they shared a common interest in reading comics. Despite this new friend however, Norm was still a wreck of nerves. Whenever he got extremely anxious, on the verge of a panic attack, Norm often felt the need to desperately run the toilet. It was an embarrassing urge he kept the utmost secret, as he knew Chad and Stacy would ridicule him endlessly if they knew. Nine times out of ten, Norm never actually needed to go, his anxieties simply got the better of him. Most staff and students thought he was running off to cry, because he felt this way whenever he was being bullied or put on the spot by Miss Apple and Mrs Jones. One day during a particularly intense lesson, Norm was flustered and feeling under pressure, his tutors were demanding answers and he couldn't get any of them right! Chad, Stacy and Emily laughed and snorted every time he made a mistake and none of the tutors told them off. Oh god, he was feeling tense! Tapping his leg up and down, looking around in frantic terror. In all this stress, Norm's nerves felt on fire, that sudden urge of his, hit him like a brick. "M- m- miss, I- I- I'll be ri- right back!" He stuttered, rushing up so fast, he dropped his pencil upon the table, it made a loud ping! Then it did a spin and danced across the table, flying off it and bouncing around the floor like a jumping bean. Mrs Jones kneeled down and picked up the tap dancing pencil, before giving Norm a scornful look. "You may go..." She rolled her eyes and let Norm escape the classroom. "Aww poor baby, gonna cry again?!" Stacy called. "Oh boohoo!" Chad joined, but Emily just giggled. "Sh- sh- shut u- up!" Norm retorted before slamming the classroom door behind him as he exited onto the corridor. The men's toilet was a good 5 to 10 minute walk from his classroom, the stress and humiliation of being bullied made his bladder boil like a kettle. Norm had no idea if he really needed to go or not, for it may have just been fear causing his nerves to go haywire. Getting away from those mean community college tutors and those horrid bullies would be a retreat regardless, as he calmed down he needed to go less and less, but still walked to the toilets anyway. Halton College wasn't a big building, it only had two floors and 20 classrooms that studied very few topics. He walked past the college canteen, several students and staff members were on break. A group of tutors sat in a dark corner, discussing their students, Norm had no idea which class these people ran because he hadn't met any of them before. Near the front of the canteen sat several gangs of teenagers, they all looked tough. The type of people Chad and Stacy would be friends with. The room wasn't very big and the carvery was pathetic, the snotty old women behind the counter were always short tempered and rude. Truth be told, Norm honestly hated it here sometimes. The toilet was by the wall of this canteen, he ventured through the door and took the long stairs underground to get to them. Norm had no idea why the toilets were this far beneath the college, in a dark lit dungeon like this, it always gave him the creeps. By now he was really at ease, the need to go was only slight, proving that it really was just his nerves that sent him over the edge. He walked into the men's toilets and opened a cubicle. There stood a dirty old toilet bowl, then the moment he unbuttoned his jeans, a strange gurgling sound erupted from within the toilet. Norm was stunned, as the pale white scalp of a head appeared from beneath the water, squeezing its way up through the tight hole. The rest of the head looked up at him, it's face was hideous with eyes darker than space, pulling the most terrifying smile he had ever seen. This man had shark teeth and skeletal facial features, looking more like some demon out of hell itself. "Wh- wh- w- w... Why ar- are you! In th- th- th- th-" "The- the- the- THE TOILET?!" It laughed scornfully, "I'm Skibidi Toilet Norm!" The monster was referencing that awfully unfunny meme Chad & Stacy were obsessed with. "Y- you- you can't be a- a- an inter- internet meme!" Norm cowered, stepping back as the head in the toilet began to stretch upwards and outwards from within the bowl. Soon Skibidi Toilet's hands reached out from under his neck, his fingers were long like spider legs, with nails sharp enough to dig right into the white ceramic of the bowl. It popped out its ridiculously long torso, bending forwards as its arms reached out to grab hold of Norm. The poor teenager jumped back in fright, the intense urge to use the bathroom was suddenly present again. Somehow he didn't embarrass himself in front of Skibidi Toilet, as it crawled out completely naked. The demon was far scarier than he could've possibly imagined, for the body was mere skin and bone, with limbs stretched out like some hideous praying mantis. Norm spun on his heels and ran! "Skib-skib-skibidi toilet, Skibidi-skibidi!" The monster sang, his voice was slow and demonic. Norm wasn't listening, at least not intentionally, as the singing monster crawled closer to him, walking on all fours as the ceiling was too short for it to stand. "Look out, Norm!" Laughed the demon, "your shoe laces are untied!" Norm looked down in a panic, his shoe laces were fastened tightly, the demon had lied! Yet it was enough to distract Norm from climbing the stairs properly. He tripped over his own legs and fell halfway down the tall stairs, tumbling down, down, down, under the might of Skibidi Toilet, the hideous happy demon. Norm felt dizzy, as the open wound on his forehead bled like a tap. He looked up and screamed, as Skibidi Toilet leered over him, laughing between his demonic singing. "Pl- please don't k- kill me!" Norm begged, crying in terror. "Oh... I'm not gonna kill you!" Skibidi Toilet grinned, "you have done that to yourself!" He stroked Norm's open wound, "when you fell down the stairs..." "Yo- you- you killed me!" Norm trembled. "I can't kill you..." Skibidi Toilet soothed, "no baby, I can't... You killed yourself and everyone will know you simply panicked and banged your head on the way upstairs!" "You're a muh- muh- monster!" "Shush..." Skibidi Toilet brought an icy, slender finger upon Norm's lips, "just let it happen, feel your life fade away..." As Skibidi Toilet said this, Norm closed his eyes and saw nothing but darkness, as his blood ran cold, he felt his body shut down, breath by breath.
By Joseph Roy Wright2 years ago in Horror
Naomi Scott Featured In New ‘Smile 2’ Official Trailer
Naomi Scott, a beloved British actress and singer, is starring in the new ‘Smile 2’ movie. She first began her acting career on Disney Channel starring in the show ‘Life Bites’. In 2011, she gained more recognition from her role in the hit musical film ‘Lemonade Mouth’. From there, she has progressed in her career by starring in multiple hit films and achieving international fame. In 2019, she starred in Disney’s live-action ‘Aladdin’. For her portrayal as Princess Jasmine, she received a Teen Choice Award for Sci-Fi/Fantasy Movie Actress.
By Total Apex Entertainment & Sports2 years ago in Horror
**"The Last Broadcast"**
In the small, quiet town of Waverly, nestled between dense woods and fog-covered hills, there was a radio station known as WVRL. For decades, it had been a local fixture, offering a mix of classic tunes, weather reports, and the occasional heartwarming story. But on one particularly cold October night, it would become the epicenter of something far more sinister.
By MD shezan Hossan2 years ago in Horror
** The Harvest Moon*
-- When Emily and Mark inherited the old farmhouse from Emily's estranged aunt, they thought it would be a quaint escape from their city life. Nestled on the edge of a dense forest, the house exuded rustic charm and tranquility. But as autumn descended and the harvest moon rose high, the peace they sought was replaced with a creeping dread that gnawed at the edges of their sanity. The first sign of trouble came with the shadows. They danced along the walls of the house, but not in any way that could be explained by the flickering candlelight. Emily noticed them first. She saw elongated shapes writhing and twisting as if they were alive. She tried to dismiss it as her imagination, a trick of the light. Mark, ever the skeptic, shrugged off her concerns. "You’re just tired, Em," he said one night as they settled in for bed. "It’s probably just the light coming through the cracks in the old windows." But Emily wasn’t convinced. The shadows seemed too deliberate, too purposeful. They moved with a rhythm that was disturbingly familiar, as though they were performing a silent, sinister dance. As days turned into weeks, the house grew colder. The once-cozy fireplace offered little warmth, and the air carried a chill that no amount of firewood could dispel. The creaking of the old wooden floors became a constant companion, each groan and crack amplified in the dead of night. Emily’s nightmares became vivid and relentless, filled with fleeting glimpses of twisted faces and anguished cries. One evening, while exploring the attic, Emily stumbled upon a dusty trunk. Inside were old family photographs, letters, and an ornate, leather-bound journal. The journal was filled with a meticulous account of her aunt’s life, but one entry stood out, dated almost fifty years earlier. It spoke of a ritual performed under the harvest moon, a tradition meant to appease an ancient, malevolent entity that resided in the forest. According to the journal, the entity thrived on fear and despair, feeding on the anguish of those who ventured too close to its domain. The ritual was meant to keep it at bay, but her aunt’s writings hinted at something gone terribly wrong. The final entry was frantic, barely legible, and ended abruptly with a warning: “Do not let it come back.” Emily’s hands trembled as she read the journal. She shared her discovery with Mark, but he dismissed it as a relic of a bygone era, no different from the eerie old tales that people tell to scare children. “It’s just a story,” Mark insisted. “A creepy old story.” Yet, as the days wore on, the phenomena in the house grew more intense. The shadows became bolder, their movements more erratic. Strange noises emanated from the forest, like distant wails and guttural growls that seemed to grow louder with each passing night. Emily and Mark’s arguments became more frequent, fueled by the mounting stress and fear. One night, driven by a mix of dread and desperation, Emily ventured into the forest, hoping to find answers or at least some semblance of peace. The harvest moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie, silvery glow over the woods. The trees seemed to close in around her, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. In the heart of the forest, Emily found an ancient, crumbling stone altar. The symbols carved into it were eerily similar to those described in her aunt’s journal. As she approached, the ground seemed to pulse beneath her feet, and a cold, malevolent presence filled the air. She felt a pressure, as if something unseen was watching her, waiting. Desperate, Emily recited the words from the journal, hoping to perform the ritual and appease whatever dark force had been unleashed. As she spoke, the shadows around her twisted and coiled, forming grotesque shapes that writhed in the moonlight. A low, guttural growl echoed through the trees, and the air grew thick with the stench of decay. Emily’s voice faltered, and the shadows surged forward, coiling around her like living chains. In a final act of desperation, she plunged a knife—one she had taken from the old trunk—into the altar, hoping to sever the connection. The shadows recoiled, shrieking in anger, and the pressure around her intensified. Suddenly, everything went silent. The forest fell still, and the oppressive weight of fear lifted. Emily collapsed, exhausted and trembling. She managed to make her way back to the farmhouse, where Mark was waiting, worry etched into his face. The following days were marked by a heavy silence. The shadows retreated, and the house seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Emily and Mark decided to leave the farmhouse behind, sensing that their presence was no longer welcome. As they drove away, Emily glanced back at the old house, now shrouded in the darkness of the forest. The harvest moon hung low, its light casting long shadows that danced and flickered in the night. She knew that the entity was still there, waiting for the next harvest moon to claim new victims. The farmhouse stood silent once more, a grim reminder of the past that would never truly let go. And as the moon waxed and waned, the shadows danced, forever hungry for the fear they could taste in the darkness. --- **The Harvest Moon** left a mark on Emily and Mark’s lives—a reminder of the thin line between reality and the supernatural, and the darkness that can lurk in the most unexpected places.Start writing...
By MD shezan Hossan2 years ago in Horror
SHE STEALS THEIR SOUL AND FEEDS THEM WITH HUMAN FLESH
Chapter 1: The Village of Alaka Alaka, a remote village deep in the heart of Africa, was a place where time seemed to stand still. Its people were hardworking and close-knit, their lives intertwined with the rhythm of the land. The village was surrounded by dense forests teeming with wildlife, and the villagers depended on the forest for their livelihood. The women of Alaka were known for their industriousness, often seen in the bustling market, trading goods, and selling bush meat pepper soup—a delicacy that drew people from neighboring villages.
By LUNARTALES2 years ago in Horror
5 horror movies that explore AI. AI-Generated.
The exploration of artificial intelligence (AI) in horror movies has become an intriguing subject, blending technological advancements with the genre's inherent ability to evoke fear. This intersection has led to innovative storytelling techniques and the emergence of AI-generated content in filmmaking.
By Ninfa Galeano2 years ago in Horror
