supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
THE MYSTERY OF DISAPPEARING WATER PART-3. Content Warning.
The Dhaka University vicinity boasts numerous enchanting ponds, all of which receive meticulous maintenance. These reservoirs are embraced by verdant trees, and there are benches thoughtfully placed along the banks, providing a tranquil setting to unwind and appreciate the water's serenity. It's a familiar scene to witness students engaged in lively conversations or focused on their studies near these aquatic retreats. Vice Chancellor Prof Dr AAMS Arefin Siddique has expressed his determination to undertake additional initiatives in order to protect all the university's ponds, acknowledging the scarcity of such water bodies in the city.
By Nurjahan Akter Borna3 years ago in Horror
The Lighthouse Keeper's Legacy
On the rugged coast of a remote island, where the waves crashed against the jagged cliffs and the wind howled through the ancient trees, stood a solitary lighthouse. Perched on the edge of a precipice overlooking the tumultuous sea, the lighthouse had stood sentinel for generations, guiding ships safely through treacherous waters.
By Abegail Reyes3 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Woods
In the heart of a dense forest, where the trees stood tall and the undergrowth was thick, lay a hidden grove known as the Whispering Woods. Legend had it that the woods were inhabited by spirits and creatures of the old world, and that those who dared to enter never returned the same.
By Abegail Reyes3 years ago in Horror
The Midnight Train
In the heart of a small town nestled between rolling hills and dense forests lay an old train station, its weathered platforms and rusted tracks silent reminders of a bygone era. Once a bustling hub of activity, the station now stood abandoned and forgotten, its only visitors the occasional stray cat or curious explorer.
By Abegail Reyes3 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Carnival
In the heart of the countryside, hidden among the trees and overgrown brush, lay the remnants of an old carnival. Once a vibrant spectacle of lights and laughter, it now stood abandoned and forgotten, its rides rusted and its tents torn by time.
By Abegail Reyes3 years ago in Horror
The Haunted Library
In the heart of the bustling city of Rivertown stood a grand old building, its ornate architecture standing as a testament to a bygone era. This building was the Rivertown Library, a place steeped in history and tradition, but also rumored to be haunted by restless spirits from the past.
By Abegail Reyes3 years ago in Horror
Until death parted us
She was reported missing by her husband a week ago. The police machinery set in motion had no concrete information yet. The husband was also questioned on rumors of marital discord. That’s where it stalled. He was sure there was some foul play in his sister’s disappearance. Asking around, he got nothing to go by. Yes, there were the usual domestic squabbles from time to time heard by the neighbors. But that was about all. His friend took him to consult a baba known to have powers of vision. The baba heard them out and said: ‘Unfortunately, I’ve expended all my tantric/yogis power. Not until the next full-moon day that is about three weeks away from now…’ Pressed by the friend to do something here and now, the baba went into a trance, promising to do his best. Coming out of trance some ten minutes later, the baba was panting for breath and profusely sweating. The two visitors felt guilty of putting the baba to trouble and stood aside nervously heads down. The baba called them near and said: ‘I’m sorry, I couldn’t muster enough power to have a clear vision…I had warned you…All I could hazily see was a patch in front of a rose bush in what appeared to be a backyard of a house.’ He understood – the spot in front of the rose bush in the backyard of her house was his sister’s favorite place. Often she would sit there, read books, play with her dog or simply lie down looking at the sky. He went to the police and raised a ruckus over their inaction so far. With great apprehension and reluctance, more to appease him and buy more time, they agreed to act on the baba’s input, quite at the risk of exposing themselves to ridicule for taking a mere baba’s word seriously. It wasn’t easy either to get their way with the husband. Despite his protestations, finally they managed to dig up the patch on the yard where the soil did look disturbed. At two feet of depth they struck pay-dirt. All hands went up to their noses as the overpowering stench of decaying flesh bubbled up. In there was a dog’s body, its upper torso revealed clear off the soil. It was his sister’s, marked by the distinctive strap around the neck. She had loved the dog like her own child – they had none of their own. The husband was ready for it – he explained: after his wife went missing, the dog was inconsolable try hard as he might. Went without food or water. He even took it to a vet – they could check it out, his medication to no avail. It would go and lie down on the patch and not move in even in the cold nights. Two days ago it was found dead in the morning. The poor thing was buried at its favorite spot. That’s how it came to be where it was found. He looked dazed, sat down on the ground disheartened hands on his head. It was back to square one. No doubt the baba had ‘seen’ – but it was not good enough. Now what next… The police officer in-charge shook his head in dismay and, cursing himself under his breath, ordered the men to refill the hole on the ground, his mind racing to find a way to mollify the irate husband. Thump…thump…It stopped as soon as it began. Commotion ensued at the hole, men inured to seeing the ghastly and gore clambering out of the hole like they were fleeing death. Brought the officer rushing back to the scene. Trying vainly to block the stench, the officer peered down the hole to see the dog’s body head to toe now fully cleared off the soil, his attention drawn to the lower torso where it was held in a close hug by a badly decomposed hand coming up from under. End
By Raaja Rajan3 years ago in Horror
Ghostly Happenings in California
Located in historic Old Town in San Diego, California at the intersection of San Diego Avenue and Harney Street is the Whaley House. Today it is a museum. The house is inhabited by various ghosts and some pictures that have been taken of some of these ghosts are on display in the courthouse room.
By Rasma Raisters3 years ago in Horror
