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The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Murmuring Shadows
In the core of the thick, old timberland of Eldergrove, there existed a town covered in secret. Eldergrove had represented hundreds of years, its transcending trees and thick foliage concealing privileged insights that no untouchable had at any point revealed. The townspeople carried on with basic lives, reaping the woodland's abundance and respecting the practices went down through ages.
By Md Sobuj Hossain2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of D'Mello House, Goa: A Tale of History and Ghostly Evidence
History of D'Mello House Gotten comfortable the beautiful region of Goa, India, D'Mello House stays as a calm spectator to the movement of time, with its rich history following as far as possible back to the Portuguese explorer time frame. The designing of the house reflects the mix of Indo-Portuguese arrangement, depicted by tremendous verandas, muddled woodwork, and rich shades. This primary miracle, regardless, is overshadowed by the faint stories that include it.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror
Occupation: A Zombie Apocalypse Theory-Part 3
When the ‘apocalypse’ as it was called occurred, very few saw it coming, and the news reports as to why it occurred in the first place were murky at best. Some say it started in Miami. Some say New York or London, but no one knew for sure. What was paramount was the fact that the world at large was now caught in the grip of something terrible. Something devastating. Something that threatened to change the course of human history as we knew it was now upon us. Human beings were suddenly…changing, turning into mindless scavengers of flesh and blood and killing everything in sight. The media and pop culture had a name for the epidemic sweeping the planet, although few could bring themselves to think that such things could exist beyond the realm of film and television…zombies.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Horror
Journal of Shadows
As the shadows crept closer, Sarah felt a chill run down her spine. She clutched the old, worn journal to her chest, the key to unlocking the mystery that had consumed her thoughts for weeks. The moon cast an eerie glow over the abandoned mansion, its windows boarded up and ivy creeping up the walls. Taking a deep breath, Sarah pushed open the creaking door and stepped into the darkness beyond. The floorboards groaned beneath her feet, and she could hear the faint sound of whispers echoing through the hallways. With each step she took, the sense of foreboding grew stronger, but she knew she had to press on. As she reached the grand staircase, a sudden gust of wind extinguished her lantern, plunging her into complete darkness. A cold hand brushed against her own, causing her to gasp in fear. She strained her ears to listen for any movement in the blackness surrounding her, heart pounding in her chest. There was a low rumble, almost like distant thunder, that reverberated through the mansion. Sarah's breath caught in her throat as she stood frozen in place, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. The darkness seemed to press in on her from all sides, suffocating and oppressive.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Horror
Occupation: A Zombie Apocalypse Theory-Part 2
3 JAN 2013–16:20:17 “Juan’s or Felipe’s?” the driver asked. He was a burly yet bookish figure of a man in his late 20s. His long dreadlocks pulled back revealed quite a deceptive face; one that could show tremendous warmth and humor one minute followed by intense fury and vengeance the next. Barabbas Purify quickly dabbed at his chin, removing a slight crimson stain with a handkerchief. He groaned slightly at a few drops of crimson unnoticed earlier that had made their way onto his prized John Lennon T-shirt that he’d gotten from a friend in New York City. Visibly annoyed by the ever-commercial sounds of Pop radio, his muscular arms completely covered in tattoos of doves, roses and cherry blossoms could easily cause a few double takes. There was certainly more to the lad than met the eye. He reached for the glove compartment, retrieving a small bottle of eye drops. Staring at his weary visage in the rearview mirror, it was evident he hadn’t had a decent night’s sleep in a while.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Horror
The Curse of Evil Village. AI-Generated.
Once upon a time, nestled deep within an ancient, impenetrable forest, there lay a village known only as Evil. Its name alone sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. Surrounded by towering trees whose branches twisted like gnarled fingers, the village was shrouded in perpetual twilight, even at midday. A dense mist clung to the ground, and eerie whispers seemed to emanate from the shadows, telling tales of forgotten sorrows and long-buried secrets.
By LAKSHMAN MOHANRAJ2 years ago in Horror
Fort Margherita: Sarawak's Haunted Fortress
History of Post Margherita Post Margherita is an enormous evident achievement organized in Kuching, Sarawak, Malaysia. Inborn 1879, the fortification was selected by Charles Brooke, the second White Rajah of Sarawak, to defend the city from potential attacks by privateers. The post was named after his loved mate, Margaret Alice Lili de Windt, gently known as Ranee Margaret.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror








