supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
Ten Terrifying Realities of Outer Space
The vast expanse of space is a realm of infinite fascination, but it's also a place of unfathomable fear. While nearly 99.99 percent of it is empty, the remaining substance can pose grave threats to humanity. Here, we count down ten truly chilling facts about the cosmic horror show that is our universe.
By Qandil fatima3 years ago in Horror
Sonkolo The Enchantress: The Witch Who Brought Harmony To The Village
In a remote village nestled deep within the dense, mystical forests, a witch named Sonkolo was shrouded in both fear and mystery. Her name struck terror into the hearts of the villagers, for she was said to possess powers beyond their understanding. For years, Sonkolo had lived on the outskirts of the village, isolated by her supernatural abilities.
By Alpha the great 3 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Diplomat Hotel (Chapter 7-9)
Chapter 7: The Unending Enigma With each passing day, the Diplomat Hotel's reputation as a supernatural hotspot continued to grow, drawing more investigators, thrill-seekers, and curious souls eager to confront the unexplained. Chapter 7 delves into the persistent and often unnerving experiences of those who explored the hotel, unearthing evidence that defied rational explanation and deepening the enigma that enveloped the place.
By Christian Domine3 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Diplomat Hotel (Chapter 4-6)
Chapter 4: The Whispers Begin In the stillness of the Diplomat Hotel's decaying halls, where the echoes of World War II still reverberated, strange and unsettling phenomena began to take root. Chapter 4 explores the eerie whispers, ghostly apparitions, and unexplained occurrences that marked the hotel's transformation from a place of ruin to a hotspot of paranormal activity.
By Christian Domine3 years ago in Horror
This Old Rotten House. Content Warning.
“How come the walls are bleeding?” murmured Shiela to herself. This can’t be good, she thought, her vision becoming clearer. The bleeding wall wasn’t bleeding blood, more like emanating a rotten sap-like liquid. It was dark brown with a hint of red, thick like molasses. If it weren’t for the pungent, rotted forest tree smell it could be passed off as that, or motor oil. Shiela grabbed the cushiony mass below her, regaining knowledge of her surroundings. She was laying on a couch, a small one, in the middle of the den at her friend Hector’s house. The fabric was falling off the arm rests and it was stained by her friend’s late mother’s cigarette habit. Hector was lying on the floor in front of Shiela, murmuring in a deep, drunken sleep. Shiela sat up and nudged Hector with her foot. He barely moved, a lone gurgle being the only sign of life of his.
By Julian Hayden3 years ago in Horror
The Hungry Heart
I am grateful for the thundering rain. It acts as a barrier against unsolicited thoughts, and guilt no longer inhibits the task at hand. Emptying of most sentiment, my mind instead becomes pervaded by a dull serenity. In my guise, a machine watches a mound of earth rise to the steady movement of the shovel, soil spraying in all directions. A small part of me, buried beneath layers of detachment, is aware that soon I will feel every emotion. My head a minefield. Shame conflicting with hope, jealousy smothering satisfaction. Soon, with fervent purpose, and guided by God’s own hand, self-hatred will rise victorious from the leaden recesses of my sentience.
By Charlie Pratt3 years ago in Horror
