urban legend
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 Daredevil of Hollywood: How Tom Cruise Pulled Off the Burj Khalifa Stunt
When it comes to redefining action cinema, Tom Cruise has carved a niche so daring that it borders on legendary. From clinging to planes mid-takeoff to racing motorcycles through explosions, Cruise’s appetite for adrenaline seems insatiable. Yet, among all his jaw-dropping feats, one stands tall—literally—his iconic Burj Khalifa stunt in Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol.
By mureed hussain2 years ago in Horror
"The Silent Caller" pt.2
The darkness was suffocating. My mind spun in a whirlwind of terror and confusion as I struggled to process what had just happened. I wasn’t alone, but I couldn’t see. My phone buzzed weakly in the pitch-black void, the screen flickering erratically. The same message repeated, over and over: "You were warned." My breath hitched, every nerve in my body on edge. Then, out of the silence, a low, guttural whisper came from everywhere and nowhere at once.
By Mr. Horror2 years ago in Horror
"The Silent Caller" pt.1
The phone rang at 3:17 a.m.—a number I didn’t recognize, but one I couldn’t ignore. Something about the sound felt wrong. It wasn’t just the hour or the unfamiliar number; it was the way the ringing seemed louder than it should be, like it wanted to fill every corner of my quiet apartment. I hesitated, staring at the screen, where the caller ID read only "Unknown." Against my better judgment, I answered. “Hello?” My voice cracked as I pressed the phone to my ear. For a moment, there was nothing but static, a faint crackling noise that made my skin crawl. Then, a voice—a raspy whisper, barely audible—cut through the silence. “Do you remember me?” it said. My heart skipped. “Who is this?” The line went dead, but the unease lingered. Telling myself it was just a prank, I set the phone down. As I reached to turn off the bedside lamp, the phone rang again. Same number. Same tone that felt too loud, too invasive. This time, I answered in anger. “Stop calling me!” I shouted into the receiver, but there was no static now. Just the voice, calm and unnervingly close. “I’m here.”
By Mr. Horror2 years ago in Horror
