supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
If Damnation be the Way. Content Warning.
There was only one rule: don't open the door. But rules were made to be broken, weren't they? Especially if it meant your life. And I don't want to die. Not here, not now, and especially not like this. I don't even know what this is.
By Leland Prater2 years ago in Horror
Weeper's Ranch. Runner-up in Spooky Micro Challenge.
There was only one rule: Don’t open the door. Especially if the knocking stopped. Colby Jones was a wanderer, but when he heard how well the ranch job paid, he jumped at it like a cat with its tail a-fire. The tales that sent others away in droves had no effect on his determination. He expected to slip into the routine of work and rest as easily as a hand in a glove.
By M. A. Mehan 2 years ago in Horror
Conundrum
There was only one rule: don't open the door. For six months, Abraham Wilkes struggled with those words creeping through the labyrinth that was his mental state. He'd spent 11 1/2 years of his life working himself to the point of exhaustion and a mental breakdown. Growing desperate for it all to end, he'd tried everything from absinthe to prescription pills. The last episode involved him taking a broken bottle to his neck.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Horror
Heirloom
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Well…that’s stupid, Alexander scoffed. Now, I gotta open it! He stood before the large door wrapped tightly in chains and partly covered in cinder blocks. No noises could be heard on the other side when he put his ear up to it --- only a dusty silence. Some of the cinder blocks had been pushed out from the door previously, perhaps by the fabled monster inside, but Alexander figured that was a prank pulled by other kids years ago.
By Jackie Barrows2 years ago in Horror
The end of the world
I woke up to the sound of distant sirens and muffled screams. The air felt heavy, and an eerie silence settled over the neighborhood. I grabbed my flashlight and cautiously moved towards the window. The streets, usually bustling with life, were now eerily deserted. Shadows flickered under the streetlights, and I could see figures staggering aimlessly.
By Jayden Church2 years ago in Horror
