supernatural

The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.

The Man in the Storm Drain: A Suburban Nightmare That Won’t Go Away
We moved into the house on Maplewood Drive when I was eight. A quiet cul-de-sac in a sleepy New Hampshire town, the kind of place where Halloween decorations stayed up until Thanksgiving and neighbors waved whether they liked you or not.
By Manisha Jamesabout a year ago in Horror
30 Days of Night Features the Best Vampires in Horror
I was not expecting 30 Days of Night to be my favorite vampire film ever made. The film does not hesitate to delve into the terror of being in the middle of nowhere, with a horrible threat lurking in the shadows. We follow a group of people that live in a small town in Alaska, that find themselves getting picked off one by one by a group of vampires.
By Emy Quinnabout a year ago in Horror
On Disappearing
Be warned young traveller in the dark All is but thoughts and imagination Vibrations in an ocean of pulsating energy These words carry with them the power of the Universe
By Mark Newellabout a year ago in Horror
The Haunting Hour
At exactly midnight, the old grandfather clock in the hall began its mournful chime, marking the beginning of the Haunting Hour. It was the one time every night when the house seemed to breathe, its walls whispering secrets best left forgotten.
By Hamza Ahmadabout a year ago in Horror
ROADSIDE
At night, the dark highway is alive with things glanced from the corner of my eye. As the painted white lines rush by, my headlights mould the shadows behind passing signs and metallic grey barriers into figures that shy away as I pass.
By I. D. Reevesabout a year ago in Horror
The Crooked God Inside: Exorcism Files from Saint Somabra Ward
Season 1 CHAPTER 1: THE FIRST ECHO St. Somabra Psychiatric Hospital - January 19, 1985 - 3:46 AM Leaked Tape: “Interview Room C – Father Marris”
By Tales That Breathe at Nightabout a year ago in Horror
The Flesh
Alice Newton didn't understand what was happening to her body. Sometimes she would wake up in extreme pain, her lower back mimicking a stranger dragging their nails across her pale skin. Or she would begin to bleed from her hands, nose, or eyes, and she would quickly excuse herself before it got worse. Her husband was concerned.
By Emy Quinnabout a year ago in Horror
Dolls With Blinking Eyes
A cold dread settled over me the moment I knew a daughter was coming. Not because of the life itself, but because of the inevitable intrusion of them. Not Barbies, which were plastic and safe, but the others. The lifelike ones. The blinkers. The talkers. A visceral revulsion ran through my veins, an inexplicable, deep-seated terror I couldn't articulate, only obey.
By "Ann Garza"about a year ago in Horror
Suitable Flesh Features One of the Worst Horror Movie Fates
I was pretty surprised with how original this film was. I was not expecting the story to get that crazy as it progressed. The story follows a woman named Dr. Elizabeth Derby who is a psychiatrist. She tells her best friend, Daniella, the owner of a psych ward, about what what horrors she endured. She is actually in her own room at the ward, confirming that something really bad must have taken place for her to now be locked away. The film begins with the what she endured in the past.
By Emy Quinnabout a year ago in Horror
“I Heard Someone Whisper My Name in an Empty Room”
I Heard Someone Whisper My Name in an Empty room . What if the thing calling your name isn’t human? Have you ever heard your name whispered in an empty room?
By Dr Zaland hameedabout a year ago in Horror
Demons is a Horror Masterpiece of Hopeless Terror
While Dario Argento is known for his Giallo slasher films, I never thought in a million years that he focused on the supernatural. I found Demons on Shudder, and decided to give it a watch once I started hearing how many fans thoroughly enjoyed this film.
By Emy Quinnabout a year ago in Horror
The Silent Agony: A Portrait of Resistance and Loss
In a world overrun by noise—of war, of politics, of relentless chatter on digital screens—sometimes, a photograph tells the story louder than a thousand voices. The image before us is one such visual parable. It speaks in muted tones, in earth-stained fabric and blood-drenched wool. The woman depicted does not scream, does not reach out, does not protest. Yet everything about her—the closed eyes, the tension in her brow, the soft lines of her face frozen in fatigue or final rest—screams volumes.
By Fazal Malikabout a year ago in Horror