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The Killing Fields
The living nightmare began as it always did – a tried and tested routine of bloodshed. This was all part of a cruel and inhuman system which had been in…
Read NowDeath’s Usher: Curse of the Dhampir
I CAN’T MOVE. I can’t speak. I can’t breathe. The only thing keeping me alive right now, despite the stake in my chest, is the black substance running through my…
Read NowBystanders of the Ritual
Growing up, my family used to joke that I slept so deeply even a brutal murder couldn’t wake me up. I now know that’s not true. Screams echoed through my…
Read NowMother, Guide My Fate
My favorite place to be was my mother's arms. She caressed my little head, braided my little curls, kissed my little forehead good morning, and sang me goodnight with a…
Read NowHave You Heard Of The Madam?
In December of 2015, Marceline Nightingale was declared missing. The lack of evidence, like many other older cases in this town, entices me. Maybe if this one could be solved…
Read NowWe Share Intestines
On the 23rd of September 2025, I died. It was sudden and painful, but brief. For some reason my just heart gave out. It ticked away for years without issue,…
Read NowTrue values
It must be said from the start that Turin or Torino, as it is also called, is a strict city, elegant even for Italian cities, with strict rules regarding architecture,…
Read NowThe Cafe visitor
I wake up on my couch, the television stuck on “Are you still watching?” Rolling over, I glance at the coffee table. “Where’s my phone?” I sit up, scouring back…
Read NowWhen we were kids, we thought the ‘Hollow Men’ were just a local legend. Then we found the town ledger from 1982
If you grew up anywhere near eastern Ohio, you know every small town has its monster. In Blackwood Creek, ours were the Hollow Men. When we were kids in the…
Read NowI Don’t Think I’m Real
I was born on June 10th, 1992. At least, that's what my birth certificate says. It's not as if I remember. In fact, I don't have a single memory of…
Read NowThe Yellow Car
Everyone's got one of those stories. A ghost that visited a childhood bedroom, a near-miss on the highway that should've killed them, a moment that never quite made sense no…
Read NowThe Old Mine Shaft
We stand in the overgrown lot, staring at the cluttered remains of the large wooden building in the deep reaches of the West Virginia Mountains. Nature had taken most of…
Read NowGrave Mistake
My little girl is my entire world. I remember the first time I held her. I fell in love instantly—a love I didn't know I was capable of. At that…
Read NowThe Ledger of Howard Nestor
The asphalt road leading through Duskwood, Virginia always seemed to swallow the headlights of Owen’s battered old sedan, but tonight, on Halloween, the shadows felt especially heavy. A thick, oppressive…
Read Now5 Haunted Places in Ireland That Come With Chilling Stories
Ireland has more ghost stories than you can think of. If you’ve ever traveled to this country, chances are that at some point, you’d feel the eerie atmosphere. After all,…
Read NowUnconscious Burden
Twice, two separate times, in the span of only six months, it’s happened. I go to bed, like any other night and wake up outside, lying on the ground in…
Read NowI Watched a Cursed Film from the Dark Web
I have this friend, Randall. Good guy, and all. Just a bit weird, y'know? I don't know. Like, I can't put my finger on it, but it's like he's from…
Read NowFeeding Nights
I watched as the flames ate through the bright stitching of the collar. The sun had at last withdrawn, and the fire now furnished nearly all that remained of the…
Read NowI Took A Job In Northwestern Vermont: Entry Five: Investigations Part 1
Okay, so I have some friends from Castleton coming up for a week-ish long vacation. I’d already got the week off from the MILF (paid, thank god) so we’re set…
Read Now1-800-Manifest NOW
So, long story short, I came across this thing one late night about how you can “get everything you’ve ever wanted through manifestation.” Well, it was something like that, at…
Read NowMay the ‘Muffin Man’ Take Me Tomorrow
I'm writing this in the hour before dawn. If the clock strikes nine, I might not get the chance to write it at all. I need you to understand who…
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