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Pathogen: Ch. 12
Marnie rolled the car up to Bianca's house a little after seven. It was chugging on fumes by then, all but collapsing like a cartoon in the wide, circular driveway. She didn't see any other cars except for Bianca's SUV, which was a relief. Wrestling a zombie from one vehicle to another would be hard enough without Bianca's parents around to witness it. Marnie glanced into the back seat cautiously, hesitating before cutting the engine. Zombie Trevor had passed out again - thank goodness - looking very serene in his nest of beef stick wrappers and empty jerky bags. Once she was sure he wouldn't wake up and wig out, she turned the car off with a heavy sigh. The second she did, the front door of Bianca's house swung open.
By Natalie Gray2 years ago in Horror
The Silence Between Notes
When Aanya was twelve years old, the world was silent. Since she was born deaf, she never heard her father play his old violin or the trees rustling. She did, however, still have feelings. Aanya felt everything more deeply than most—through vibrations in the floor, the movement of lips, the warmth in her mother’s smile.
By Snigdha Ahmed 2 years ago in Horror
Whispers of Elderglen
Elderglen was a long-forgotten village tucked away in the woods, surrounded by unknown hills. No one remembered when it was built, or who had lived there. The majority of people in the towns nearby said that it had always been abandoned—just a collection of crooked cottages, sagging barns, and a crumbling, ivy-covered church tower. But there were whispers.
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The Hollow Street House
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By Snigdha Ahmed 2 years ago in Horror
One Night. One Rule. And One Secret Too Many.
Emily thought it was just a simple babysitting job. One night. One rule. But the mansion she entered held secrets darker than she could imagine. A cursed legacy. A child lost to time. And a bloodline she couldn't escape.
By Gift Abotsi 2 years ago in Horror
The Whispers in Room 313
Rain came down in sheets as Aryan alighted from the auto-rickshaw, his bag damp and his shoes squelching on the dirty puddles. He had reached his new school in a small town, a long way from the city where he had lived hitherto. The single room he could manage was in the school's extremely old hostel—a building that didn't appear as though it had been cared for in years.
By Sourove Kumar2 years ago in Horror






