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Haunted locales and houses of horror from the Amityville home to the Tower of London; travel tips for those seeking a trip filled with fun and evil.
The Night Luna Met Bigfoot: A Bigfoot Encounter
Luna loved camping trips with her grandpa. They'd pitch their tent under a sky dusted with stars, roast marshmallows that turned into gooey constellations, and Grandpa would tell the best stories – especially spooky ones about Bigfoot! Bigfoot, according to Grandpa, was a giant, hairy creature that roamed the deepest parts of the forest, leaving behind enormous footprints.
By Abdul Basit3 years ago in Horror
Nightmare in the Hills: Encounter with the Unseen
I live in a pretty secluded area in my town; my house is on a narrow, winding, hilly road where the houses are all pushed back from the street and creep into the woods beyond. My house sits at the bottom of an gradually sloping hilly area covered in trees, in which I would always embark make-believe adventures as a kid. If there's one thing I'll remember about home it's the gorgeous sunsets and early evenings that could be viewed from way up in the hills in the early autumn. But the beauty only lasts so long until the dark starts to fill in the edges of the landscape and that natural fear starts to set in. So we would hurry back to the house just as dinner was being served. One evening in late October me and my sister were watching a blood-red sun descending especially quickly beyond the horizon, and the day birds had just stopped singing, which you don't notice when it's there, but the silence becomes strong when it's gone. I feel a little nervous but I don't know why. I feel really far from home. "Come on we gotta go." "Ok, what's the matter?" "I don't know, let's just hurry." We start stumbling down the hill, breaking branches and rustling leaves, and everything already starts getting dark. I knew something was wrong, and I just focused on pushing myself in a straight line down the hill. I could hear my sister's breathing become more rapid as we came into a clearing. Then I froze in place. Below our quick breath I heard a sustained high-pitched wheeze that slowly started oscillating, as if it was laughter. The sound was coming from the other end of the clearing, and it took all of my will to focus my eyes to see some unimaginable horror that lay ahead, but all I could see was a large tree with a lot of branches. I was relieved for a second, but then I shifted my gaze upward, and there, gripping the canopy of the trees like a monkey was suspended a huge black stallion horse with white eyes. It was able to stay in the tree because it had giant sinewy human-like hands and feet, with long fingers that made it seem almost alien. It was smiling at me, wheezing, and it slowly rose in volume. I started screaming and grabbed my sister's hand, pulling her in another direction, hoping that if I just kept going down I could find my way back to the house. Behind me I heard a huge thump and then a rapid, rhythmic, fleshy slapping on the ground, which I could only assume was the horse running after us. I heard trees breaking and looked back to see him like a track runner sprinting after us with red veins now pulsing in his white eyes and a smile that revealed a mouth missing teeth, with flecks of blood on them. Good thing we were already near the house when we saw him, because he could've easily caught up with us. I didn't know if being in our house with my parents would actually save us, but I picked up my pace when I saw the kitchen light through the window and burst through the front door, still gripping my sister's hand. I slammed the door shut and ran to my mom screaming. "Honey, it's okay, what's the matter are you hurt?" "Mom there's some weird thing out there, mom, mom, please believe me, it's gonna come in. Call the police or something!" "What are you talking about? Did you see a deer? Or god forbid a bear?"
By Shamshath Begam3 years ago in Horror
Shadows of the Forgotten School
In the nearby forest, there was a school. But this wasn’t just any school; it was the haunted school of shadows. People said that strange things happened there at night like ghostly figures, shadowy handprints, shadows following visitors, and objects moving on their own.
By Ainy Abraham3 years ago in Horror
My Night Mare On Flight HB163
The plane sliced through the clouds, its engines humming a monotonous tune that did little to soothe the prickling unease that sneaked down John's spine. Despite the gentle rocking, a sense of disquiet settled over the passengers, like the calm before a storm.
By Nathal Nortan3 years ago in Horror
Cheeroonear of Aboriginal Australian Folklore
Have you ever heard about the Cheeroonear? The name may sound, well, cheery, like something fun to stumble across while out on a morning stroll. It's a furry creature from Aboriginal Australian folklore, a mix between a human and a dog.
By J.A. Hernandez3 years ago in Horror
Devils kitchen
In the heart of the mist-shrouded hills of Tamil Nadu, nestled amidst the verdant beauty of Kodaikanal, lies a place of dread and despair—the Devil's Kitchen, also known as the Guna Caves. Tales of the caves' dark history have long haunted the locals, whispered in hushed tones around crackling fires on moonless nights. Legend has it that centuries ago, the caves were the lair of a fearsome demon named Kanniya, who terrorized the surrounding villages with his malevolent presence. It is said that the demon feasted on the souls of the innocent, luring them into the labyrinthine depths of the caves to meet their grisly fate. One fateful night, a band of brave warriors led by a holy sage ventured into the darkness, determined to rid the land of the demon's evil once and for all. Armed with sacred chants and blessed talismans, they descended into the abyss, their hearts heavy with the weight of their mission. As they delved deeper into the twisting passages of the Devil's Kitchen, a palpable sense of dread gripped their souls, the very air thick with the stench of ancient evil. Shadows danced on the walls, taking on grotesque shapes that seemed to mock their every step. But the warriors pressed on, their resolve unshaken by the ominous whispers that echoed through the darkness. They knew that they had to confront the demon before it could unleash its unholy wrath upon the world. After what felt like an eternity, they came upon a vast cavern bathed in an eerie glow, the air thick with the smell of sulfur and decay. And there, amidst the flickering torches and swirling mists, they beheld the demonic form of Kanniya, its twisted visage contorted in a grotesque parody of a smile. With a roar that shook the very foundations of the earth, the demon lunged at the intruders, its taloned claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. But the warriors stood firm, their faith unyielding, as they unleashed the full force of their divine magic upon the foul creature. For hours, the cavern echoed with the clash of steel and the cries of the damned as the battle raged on, neither side willing to yield an inch in the struggle for supremacy. And just when it seemed that all hope was lost, the holy sage unleashed a final, devastating incantation that banished the demon back to the depths of hell from whence it came. Exhausted but victorious, the warriors emerged from the Devil's Kitchen, their hearts heavy with the knowledge of the horrors they had witnessed. And though the demon had been vanquished, its malevolent presence lingered still, a grim reminder of the darkness that lurks within us all. The Devil's Kitchen, also known as the Guna Caves, is a place of dread and despair in the mist-shrouded hills of Tamil Nadu. Legend has it that centuries ago, the caves were the lair of a fearsome demon named Kanniya, who terrorized the surrounding villages. The demon feasted on the souls of the innocent, leading them into the depths of the caves to meet their grisly fate. One fateful night, a band of brave warriors led by a holy sage ventured into the darkness to rid the land of the demon's evil once and for all. Armed with sacred chants and blessed talismans, they descended into the abyss, determined to confront the demon before it could. unleash its unholy wrath upon the world. After an eternity, they came upon a vast cavern bathed in an eerie glow, filled with the smell of sulfur and decay. There, they beheld the demonic form of Kanniya, its twisted visage contorted in a grotesque parody of a smile. With a roar that shook the earth's foundations, the demon lunged at the intruders, its taloned claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. Despite the fierce battle, the holy sage unleashed a final, devastating incantation that banished the demon back to the depths of hell. Exhausted but victorious, the warriors emerged from the Devil's Kitchen, their hearts heavy with the knowledge of the horrors they had witnessed.
By vijay vijay3 years ago in Horror
The Horror of Raven's Hollow. Content Warning.
Raven's Hollow was a forgotten village in the Appalachian Mountains, tucked deep within a dense forest. It had been abandoned decades before after a series of strange disappearances, and its decaying buildings were cloaked in an eerie silence. But among the murmurs of the wind and the rustle of leaves, there lingered a gloom that refused to go away.
By Jonathan Rose3 years ago in Horror
