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.
Whispers of Shadow: The Black Cat...
In the heart of a forgotten town, where the streets twisted like the tendrils of a haunted vine and the moon cast an eerie glow upon the cobblestones, there lurked a shadow—a shadow that moved with an unnatural grace, its presence a whisper of darkness in the stillness of the night.
Phantom Chronicles: Legends of Haunted Griffin Town!
The Phantom Hitchhiker of Raven Road Phantom Hitchhiker Late one stormy night, a weary traveler driving along Raven Road encountered a young woman drenched in rain, frantically flagging him down for a ride. Sensing her distress, he offered her a lift. But as they approached the outskirts of town, the woman vanished from the passenger seat.
A Shadow of her Former Self
It all started when my wife died eight months ago. Susan was everything to me. We had been together since high school, and it had been love at first sight. We married after graduation and had spent eighteen years together in wedded bliss. I worked as a writer, finding jobs in editing or column writing, Susan working as a receptionist for a friend of my mother. We spent a lot of time together, my days spent mostly waiting for her to come home. I lived for the moments when we were sitting in front of the TV together or curled together in bed as we talked about our day. We never had children, though it wasn’t for a lack of trying. I was afraid she would leave me when she discovered I was infertile, I’d been injured when I was small, but she just smiled and said we would just have to be satisfied with each other.
The Abandoned Mansion
In the middle of night, when the moon was low and the woodland was cloaked in fog, a lone wanderer came across an abandoned mansion nestled amid the trees. Its once-grand facade had become decrepit and frightening, with windows boarded up like the eyes of a long-forgotten phantom. Ignoring the wind's warnings, the traveler pushed open the groaning gate and entered, attracted by an unfathomable force.
Shadows of the Forgotten City
I. The Haunting Begins The city of New Delhi, known for its vibrant culture and rich history, was about to be consumed by darkness. A forgotten spirit, restless and vengeful, began to haunt the streets, casting a chilling presence over the unsuspecting residents.
UFOs of Runcorn
Although Runcorn is known for UFO sightings, the following is a fictional story, that is inspired by true events. Runcorn is a small town towards the north west of England, within the county of Cheshire. There have been several TV shows and movies set here and a few books too. A small number of celebrities, such as singers, actors, authors and comedians have also began in this little cosy town. However, there is one thing Runcorn is not so proud of; that is of it's many bizarre and downright frightening alien abduction stories and sightings. I have already written about this town in previous entries, but those stories were of supernatural hauntings (something that Runcorn is also famously known for). However, as terrifying as those ghost stories may be, the tales of extra terrestrials are somehow far more horrific and fascinating. Many curious cats have purposely reached out to these UFOs, seeking proof for the sake of fame (or possibly fortune) only for them to witness true horror, so traumatising it has left many hospitalised or disturbed beyond repair. There is a crazy old man who screams; "the aliens are coming, 2047, that's when they'll strike!". This local lunatic also claimed the aliens would destroy us all in the year 2012 and 2000 before that. So, many brush the man off as simply insane. He is a frightening individual however, always walking within the old town between the hours of 3-4am. Many call 3am the witching hour, so perhaps this also links into the occult. Many who have seen him, say his eyes shine a fiery yellow, that his teeth are also sharp, like those of a Vampire. Is he possessed? Maybe. I was going to interview him, but after so much as hearing his deep, demonic, echoed voice, screaming in the darkest alleyways at night; I couldn't dare myself to greet him. It is believed he was abducted by aliens in 1999, when taking a lonely walk around Runcorn Hill, one sunny afternoon. Locals claim this man was perfectly normal before that walk. Alongside Runcorn Hill, UFO sightings have been spotted around the areas of Palace Fields, Castle Fields and Weston, in places that are less built up and more open. It is impossible to precise how many people in Runcorn have actually been abducted by UFOs, however, rumours still lurk around the darkest corners of this town. Some say the aliens resemble the ugliest insects you can imagine, black and grey creatures with spidery limbs and multiple eyes of muddy colours. That they insert drills into peoples heads, so that they can control them (like the mad man who stalks Runcorn Old Town). The popular rumours of alien probing are also believed here, alongside human dissection, as some have claimed to see the dead bodies of men and women, strung up on the UFO's walls like trophies. Religious theorists believe these aliens to be overseers, watching us all like Gods from the sky. The golden beams these UFOs emit, they could be mistaken for Heavenly skies, shining down upon us. I've always looked at the night sky, sometimes I see an airplane, but it doesn't look quite right, with it's green lights and spherical shapes. I tell myself I'm being imaginative, that it's hard to make out the plane from so far away, so it only looks strange from my point of view. However, after hearing all these strange stories, I can't help but feel like my instincts were right. Perhaps we really are being watched from above, by forces we cannot even comprehend. One thing I can advise, it would be wise not to go walking around this remote town past night time, especially not on your own. You may encounter the crazed Vampire of Runcorn Old Town, or become abducted by the monsters that created him.
The Echoes of the Midnight Caller
In the shadow of the abandoned Ferris wheel, the rusted skeleton reaching towards a perpetually grey sky, lived the legend of "The Midnight Caller." Whispered amongst teenagers, it was a story dismissed by adults as mere folly. Anyone who called a specific number at precisely midnight, it was said, would hear a chilling message from beyond the grave.
The Unseen Terror: A Tale of the Third Floor
In 2018, my boyfriend. Alex and I moved into our first apartment together. We were so excited that we would finally have our place and be adults.
Haunting Of The Lighthouse Keeper
The old lighthouse keeper, Silas, squinted through the salty spray, his weathered face etched with worry. The storm, a monstrous entity clawing at the craggy cliffs, had raged for two days, severing all communication with the mainland. He was alone, save for the restless groan of the wind and the rhythmic crash of waves against the jagged rocks.
The Forgotten Room
In the heart of the old town, nestled between dilapidated buildings and forgotten alleyways, stood an ancient mansion shrouded in mystery. Its towering structure loomed ominously over the cobblestone streets, its windows boarded up and its façade weathered by time. Locals whispered tales of a dark past haunting the mansion, warning curious souls to steer clear of its cursed halls. But for a group of adventurous teenagers seeking thrills on a dare, the mansion beckoned with an irresistible allure.
The Haunted Cabin in the Woods
Deep in the heart of the dense forest, where the trees whispered secrets and the shadows danced in the moonlight, stood a solitary cabin. It was a place forgotten by time, its weather-beaten walls adorned with vines, and its windows shattered like gaping wounds. The locals whispered tales of horror surrounding the cabin, warning travelers to steer clear of its cursed grounds. But curiosity often gets the best of people, and that was the case for a group of adventurous friends who decided to spend a night there.
Ghosts of Willow Creek
In the quiet town of Willow Creek, nestled amongst the whispering pines and murmuring brooks, there existed a house - an old, dilapidated relic of a forgotten era. Its weathered facade bore witness to countless tales, some whispered in hushed tones by the locals, while others remained buried in the shadows of its decaying walls.