supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Terminal – Part One
Julian Mercer awoke with a stiff groan, his cheek pressed against the cold wooden slats of a bench. His neck ached as he sat upright, vertebrae popping, the sour taste of sleep heavy in his mouth. The overhead glow of fluorescent bulbs stabbed at his eyes, a sickly yellow glare that made everything look jaundiced and unreal.
By Shehzad Anjumabout a year ago in Horror
he Final Departure Part Three – The Conductor
The Final Departure Part Three – The Conductor Julian sat rigid on the bench, knuckles white around the handle of the suitcase that wasn’t his. The voices of the lost passengers filled the station now—low murmurs, the occasional sob, the dragging thud of ruined bags over stone. None of them looked at him, but he felt swallowed by their presence.
By Shehzad Anjumabout a year ago in Horror
The Final Departure Part Four – The Final Boarding
The sound came first: a grinding roar that shook the walls of the station, vibrating through the steel beams above. Then came the light—two blazing orbs far down the tunnel, cutting through the black like the eyes of some enormous beast.
By Shehzad Anjumabout a year ago in Horror
The Store at Crescent Villa
At twenty-four, Arman had grown used to silence. The kind of silence that lived not in forests or fields but in neat, carefully drawn streets—rows of houses with trimmed hedges, painted fences, and gates that rarely opened. His was the last house on the crescent, larger than most, with a view of the park that remained unused.
By Shehzad Anjumabout a year ago in Horror
What We Once Were
Was it the sprawling maple tree she sat under, her captivating physique, or those mesmerizing eyes that drew me into my oblivion. I may never know the answer to that question. What I do know is that by closing my eyes for what I had hoped would be the kiss of a lifetime unexpectedly transformed me into the monster I am today.
By Mark Gagnonabout a year ago in Horror
The Creeping Horror of Vietnam: When Soldiers Faced More Than Just the Enemy
When we think of war, images of soldiers, weapons, and battles usually come to mind. But in Vietnam, the battlefield was far more complex. American troops weren’t just fighting the Viet Cong they were also fighting the land itself.
By Izhar Ullahabout a year ago in Horror
The Door That Never Closed
The office building was nearly empty, save for the dim hum of fluorescent lights and the occasional creak of the old elevator shafts. Sarah stood on the top floor, clutching her tote bag like it was a lifeline. Her heart thudded in her chest, each beat a warning she tried to ignore. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to turn back, to leave the building and retreat to the safety of her car. But the email from her manager had been clear: “Retrieve the file from the 13th-floor archive. No excuses.”
By Shehzad Anjumabout a year ago in Horror
Veil of Shadows — The Glimmer Man: The Military’s Invisible Stalker
Imagine walking a ridge road at dusk. The trees are beginning to blur into one another; chips of light etch the trunks in quick, accidental stripes. Your breath fogs in front of you. Somewhere in the undergrowth a branch snaps. A small, ordinary sound, and then the air itself seems to ripple, like heat over asphalt. Not a shape. Not a shadow. A thin, trembling seam of light where nothing should be. You feel your skin tighten, like the world just remembered you were there.
By Veil of Shadowsabout a year ago in Horror
