supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Exorcist
The Exorcist is the greatest film of all time. That’s just my unwavering personal opinion. You may not share it. That’s okay. Nobody’s perfect. If everyone could enjoy the perfect casting, superior direction, suspenseful writing, and chilling cinematography, we would never try anything new. Just look at how many times others have tried (and failed) to duplicate The Exorcist over time! I won’t even soil this review by mentioning the garbage Blumhouse put out. (But can you “believe” they want to make two sequels to that pile of cow dung? Wish I had that kind of money to burn!)
By E.J. V'Kantyabout a year ago in Horror
🌿"The Path that Disappeared"
🐒 Story: The jungle began to change after the second day. When Arjun and his friend Sameer set out from the small hill station at dawn, it felt almost playful. They carried a local map, a compass, and a promise to be back by nightfall. The plan: hike through a forgotten trail, sketch some rare birds, and return before their families even missed them.
By Pir Ashfaq Ahmadabout a year ago in Horror
The Babysitter Who Came at Midnight: True or Not?
I was eleven the night I first met her. Or thought I did. My mom had a shift at the hospital, overnight and Dad was still in that unpredictable stage of his grief where he’d disappear for “a drive” and not come back until dawn. So I was alone, officially, even though Mom swore someone would “drop in to check” around midnight. I didn’t know then that what came to the house that night wasn’t someone. It wasn’t... normal.
By Ava Writes Truthabout a year ago in Horror
The Neighbour Who Vanished at 3 AM
I never paid much attention to Evelyn Carter until she disappeared. She was just the quiet woman in Apartment 4B—polite but distant, the kind of neighbour you’d exchange awkward smiles with in the elevator but never really know. She kept to herself, always wearing oversized sweaters and clutching library books to her chest like armor. I figured she was just another introvert in a city full of them.
By Shehzad Ahmadabout a year ago in Horror
Beneath The Silence
Chapter One: The town of Hollow Pines wasn’t much—one main street, two stop signs, and enough pines to block out the sun. Most people stayed because they feared change more than the dark. But when children started disappearing, the darkness didn’t feel metaphorical anymore.
By Aria Writesabout a year ago in Horror
CASE FILE 002-B – SALT HOLLOW, PART 2: THE WHISPER THAT FOLLOWED
This file was flagged for deletion twice. The audio was corrupted. The memory cards were cracked. The operative who submitted the final pages requested immediate reassignment to an Arctic post… and then vanished mid-flight.
By Veil of Shadowsabout a year ago in Horror
The Mirror That Refused to Show My Reflection
The Mirror That Refused to Show My Reflection I found the mirror at a yard sale on the outskirts of a small town in Vermont. It wasn’t anything special at first glance—a tall, narrow antique frame with vine-like carvings and a cracked backing. The woman selling it looked too eager to part with it, almost relieved. I thought maybe I was getting a good deal. I was wrong.
By Ali Asad Ullahabout a year ago in Horror
