Urban legends have captivated us from ancient eras to the modern day; a deep dive into scary lore and 'could be true' tales about Bigfoot, Slender Man, the Suicide Forest and beyond.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I knew at that moment I wasn't alone... In the mirror's reflection, behind my right shoulder, there was a creature staring at me through the mirror with a bloodthirsty expression. The creature was slightly bigger than me, it was navy green, and it's body was constructed from Marijuana buds and vines. It was terrifyingly grotesque. I was in my room, and the reflection showed my room too, except the walls of the room in the reflection were worn and torn with mold growing in some spots and boards showing in others. The room was also darker in the mirror's reflection and the single light fixture upon the ceiling was flickering.
SILENT TORTURE: THE CLOCK-TURNERS CURSE
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. “It wasn’t my own…it wasn’t my own…it wasn’t my own…I swear.” Small jewel-like thorns grow from the veins glittering the ground like the dust from diamonds. Some say you can see your soul in the reflection, others say it steals a part of you. No one has ever lived long enough to tell. It’s well known that Wolf-Firs protect the heart of the tree. Each of them grows with splinters of mirrors that twist and braid themselves into the rings of the trees like ticks on a clock—they will last hundreds-of-thousands of years and are virtually indestructible. Many people die trying to steal a piece of their trunks—very valuable parts in these lands. BUT, if you ever spot a Wolf-Fir do not let it lure you in, do not…. for you might not escape the hands of time as each passing attempt traps you further and further behind, sinking it's poisonous teeth in you until you disappear forever.K.H. ObergfollPublished about 11 hours ago in Horror
Cashmere Hospital- The Man Made of Stars
"I can't get it out of my head. I don't know what to do. Mark said you might be able to help me, but I don't know how." I was sitting by the fountain in the outdoor garden, which most people used as a smoking area. The angel statue held a jug that constantly burbled out water, and I found the patter soothing. I came here to think sometimes, to collect my thoughts, and it was a great comfort to me since the incident with the elevator. I found myself here more and more often these days. Writing this book about the things I've seen and heard in Cashmere Hospital is taking a toll on me, and I think it's impossible to not wonder why I stay in the belly of the beast as I write more and more about the things that go on here.Joshua CampbellPublished about 18 hours ago in Horror
Tales of the ghoul circulated throughout the Middle East long before the seventh-century spread of Islam through the region. In fact, the Arabic ghul may stem from gallu, the name of an Akkadian demon in ancient Mesopotamian mythology. In the original Arabic texts, the ghouls of “The Thousand and One Nights” were vile tricksters and ravenous flesh eaters. They kidnapped victims and lured lustful men to their doom by taking the guise of beautiful women. Sometimes they even snuck into storerooms and munched on dates.Mystical World
The Abandoned Asylum
As a young journalist, Sarah had always been drawn to the macabre. She loved exploring abandoned buildings and uncovering the secrets that lay hidden within. So, when she heard rumors of an abandoned asylum just outside of town, she knew she had to investigate.
The Friend in the Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. Well, it was but it wasn’t. The features & clothing all matched, but something was off, as though the image that was supposed to be mine was a split second behind.Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock
The Mysterious Case of the SS Ourang Medan: Fact or Fiction?
The story of the SS Ourang Medan varies depending on where you hear it, but according to Ripley's, one of the most popular versions says that the ship was passing through the Strait of Malacca in the 1940s.Chukwuebuka
Simple Simon Says
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. At least, I didn’t think it was at first. As my hand and reflection met, making a ghostly hue around the fingers on the icy glass, I struggled to recall why I was here, cold and alone in this dark compartment.Veronica Coldiron
The last day
It was the last day of the time, and the small city of Millfield was eerily quiet. The residers had all retreated to their homes to prepare for the New Year's Eve fests. But there was commodity portentous in the air as if the city was holding its breath, staying for commodity terrible to be.Ashfaq Ahamad
The Case of the Vanished Killer: A Murder Mystery with Twists and Turns
The Case of the Vanished Killer: A Murder Mystery with Twists and Turns Detective John Smith had seen his fair share of murder cases over the years, but this one was different. The victim, a wealthy businessman named David Harrison, had been found dead in his home, with no apparent motive or suspect. The investigation had been going on for weeks, and John was starting to feel the pressure.Adil Farooq
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I stared at the glass, my breaths shallow and quickening. The face staring back at me was unfamiliar, yet eerily similar to my own. The eyes were darker, the skin paler, and the expression was twisted into a sinister grin. I tried to look away, but the reflection held me captive. It was as if the mirror had a will of its own, refusing to release me from its grip.Steffany PopePublished 3 days ago in Horror
A Nightmarish Encounter in an Abandoned Mental Institution
As Halloween approaches, groups of thrill-seekers and ghost hunters flock to abandoned buildings, hoping to experience something truly terrifying. For a group of college students, this Halloween was no different. They had heard rumors about an abandoned mental institution that was said to be haunted by the spirits of former patients, and they couldn't resist the temptation to investigate.Majic InsiderPublished 3 days ago in Horror