supernatural

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

The Darkness That Haunts Me
I had always been plagued by recurring nightmares, but none had ever been as vivid or unsettling as the one that had haunted me for weeks. It began with a sense of unease, a feeling that something was off, and then the world around me would begin to distort and twist. I would find myself standing in a dark, desolate landscape, surrounded by twisted, gnarled trees that seemed to reach out to me like skeletal fingers.
By JaymaeV2 years ago in Horror
Night of Terror
In a small, forgotten village nestled deep within the forest, there was an ancient, decrepit mansion. The locals whispered about it in hushed tones, calling it cursed. The mansion had stood abandoned for decades, shrouded in mystery and fear. They said that on certain nights, eerie lights flickered in its windows and ghostly wails echoed through its halls.
By Alexavier2 years ago in Horror
HAUNTED RESTURENT
SOME FRIENDS ARE IN RESTURENT FOR DINNER... Once upon a time, in a small town nestled deep in the mountains, there was a renowned restaurant known for its delicious and unique cuisine. The restaurant was named "The HAUNTED HOUSE" and was said to be haunted by three real ghosts. The first ghost was a woman named Lillian, who had been a chef at the restaurant before her untimely death. She was known for her exceptional culinary skills and was rumored to still roam the kitchen, ensuring that every dish was prepared to perfection. The second ghost was a young boy named Tommy, who had been a waiter at the restaurant. He was said to have a mischievous personality and loved to play pranks on the guests, making glasses of water spill or doors mysteriously close on their own. The third ghost was a mysterious figure known only as the "Specter of the Cellar." No one knew much about this ghost, but strange noises and cold drafts were often reported coming from the restaurant's cellar.
By FinPetrol7772 years ago in Horror
Jaguar Wright and the Zombie Apocalypse. Content Warning.
RealLyfe Productions asked Jaguar Wright about her weapon of choice in a Zombie apocalypse. We are already in the Zombie Apocalypse - 1:02:53 - The weapon of choice is being in one's right mind. Next voice, hands, and feet. Desired Extensions: Machete (Ogun Symbolism)
By Denelsia Walker2 years ago in Horror
An Adventure Through Hell. Top Story - June 2024.
Emaciated arms covered by the tiniest bit of flesh capture me, holding me close to its decaying form. Gnarled and thin fingers pull my dark hair. Screams of anguish surround me, somehow reverberating from the empty chasm. I punch and watch as bits of grey flesh disintegrate into dust. Scratching at the caverns where its eyes should have been, I could only hope for an end to this hell. The sounds of torment continued, assaulting my ears with one tremendous roar.
By Isabella Rose2 years ago in Horror
Reincarnation. Content Warning.
I can't do this anymore. I need to get out. Looking around this plain white room to see if I could even get out. At least find something to use to help me get out. Unfortunately, being in a mental institution there would be no use even trying to get out. I won't even make it too far anyway.
By Jen Phillips2 years ago in Horror
“Why is that the consensus—It just started out of nowhere. Why won’t you believe me?!” . Content Warning.
I couldn’t help my training. Garth was a walk-in at first, seeing my door during his lunch hour, and then came back an hour later after I got an end-of-the-day cancellation. He called his sudden ailment just shy of an emergency room event. The full nights of sleep he was accustomed to hadn’t changed; however, he exclaimed that it was now becoming part of the problem. Also, he tried St. Elizabeth’s ER first and was quickly turned away as they disagreed. I was inclined to agree with them; he didn’t seem the dramatic type to fabricate trauma for attention. Like all my patients, I made him start from the beginning.
By Willem Indigo2 years ago in Horror
Echoes of the Forgotten
Echoes of the Forgotten In the curious, failed-to-remember town of Ravenswood, where time appeared to stop, stood an old, frail manor known as Blackwood House. Deserted for a really long time, the manor had an evil standing. The locals murmured stories of scary events and odd vanishings, cautioning outcasts to remain away. However, the house's dull appeal demonstrated that it was excessively enticing for some.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Horror
Shadows of the Unseen: Continuum of the Supernatural. AI-Generated.
I found myself transfixed as I glanced into the mirror, only to find her piercing gaze locked with mine. I was utterly dumbfounded. Why didn't I let out a single scream? The reason eluded me. There she stood, a ghostly apparition, positioned at the foot of my parents' bed. Her hair cascaded down her back, reaching her waist, draped in a flowing white dress reminiscent of the spectral figures in Chinese folklore. This wasn't a figment of my imagination; I witnessed it firsthand, despite my narrow field of vision. All I could muster was a frantic retreat to the safety of my bed, pulling the covers tightly around me. I couldn't bear to glance back, fearing she might trail behind me. My lips moved in silent prayer until sleep mercifully claimed me. It wasn't until the following day that I mustered the courage to confide in my parents. Yet, the question persists: why didn't I awaken them immediately? Why didn't I unleash a scream that would shatter the silence of the night? The answer continues to elude me, leaving me to grapple with the unsettling uncertainty of whether it was mere illusion or chilling reality.
By JoyJunkie2 years ago in Horror
Running from the Darkness: My Nightly Battle with a Persistent Nightmare
The Recurring Dream Ever since she was a child, Sara had been plagued by a recurring dream that felt more like a nightmare. It would start innocently enough, with her wandering through a lush, green meadow filled with wildflowers. The warm sun would caress her face, and a gentle breeze would carry the sweet scent of blooms. But then, the dream would take a sinister turn.
By Khalid Jellab2 years ago in Horror
The Haunted History and Ghostly Tales of the Old Chusetsu Tunnel, Fukuoka, Japan
Introduction The Old Chusetsu tunnel, situated in Fukuoka Prefecture, Japan, is a site that has gained notoriety for its spooky environment and spooky stories. Worked during the mid twentieth hundred years, this presently deserted burrow has turned into a focal point for paranormal lovers and inquisitive guests the same. This article digs into the historical backdrop of the Old Chusetsu tunnel and investigates the chilling phantom stories and paranormal proof that encompass it.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror
The Ghost House in Kampong Chhnang: A Haunting Legacy
History of The Ghost House Kampong Chhnang, a province in central Cambodia, is known for its picturesque landscapes, ancient temples, and traditional pottery. Amidst its serene beauty lies a chilling landmark, known locally as "The Ghost House." This abandoned structure has garnered a reputation as one of the most haunted locations in Cambodia, steeped in mystery and folklore.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror