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He really couldn’t blame the car, could he? His ‘76 Chevrolet Caprice was little more than a shadow of its former self; its edges had been reduced to rugged sanguine strips of rust over time, now ...

NOTE: The following is a transcript from the December 2023 episode of the Dead and Buried Crimes podcast] — On December 31, 1992, Sam Weaton’s father beat his mother to death with a broken whiskey bottle ...

How many times have you felt eerie sensations from a song whose lyrics should provoke warm emotions? If you’re wondering why, you should know that the genre of horror could be responsible for your weird feelings ...

First I would like to begin by extending my eternal gratitude to you for reaching out to me with a genuine open mind. So many have come to me after I had ceased in my search ...

Dreams are a wholly different experience depending on who you ask. Some claim to have bizarre and vivid experiences every night; others say they don’t dream at all. If you were to ask me, I’d say ...

Senior Officer Lucas Marquez paced the groaning deck of the San Juan Bautista. Darkness pressed in against the galleon from all four corners of his compass, as the ship rocked gently in the shallow waters of ...

Some urban legends have a way of weaving themselves into communities like a sparkling accent. When I was a substantially younger man, our favorite local tale was the Grapevine Angel story. A crumbling and weathered concrete ...

Grandad is dead at the dinner table. He’s been sitting there for forty minutes and no one else has noticed. He’s still wearing the pink paper hat that came out of his Christmas cracker, and he’s ...

British history, ancient castles, and folklore have inspired game developers to create horror games that terrify players around the world. Britain is famous for its haunted locations, and therefore, it’s a great setting for developing game ...

Just outside of the town I live in, there is a massive densely wooded park that is largely forgotten. It’s not that people don’t know it is there, but it’s simply more of an afterthought. It’s ...

A love of gaming and an attraction to adrenaline-seeking experiences often go hand in hand. If the mix of these two sounds appealing to you, then you’re likely to be impressed by the most haunted bingo ...

Scientists theorize that if the brain experiences something extremely traumatizing, it is biologically hardwired to forget it. I can prove, through my own experiences, the invalidity of this claim. On September 22, 1998, my parents threw ...

Video game lovers are well aware of the fact that horror is an integral part of most types of game genres. But if you really want to explain the essence of these games, saying just the ...

Jack’s heavy footsteps crash across the muddy ground of the forest. His breath is heavy and ragged, having been running for what felt like hours. He was properly lost, having been totally turned around in the ...

I Through my peephole, I saw that it was still there. The flayed skin glistened under the dim glow of the hanging incandescent lightbulb. It knew I was watching and came close until the peephole framed ...

Paige woke up at 11pm. Just a second before, her alarm clock had roused obnoxiously from its silence - neon red numericals Vegas-bright in her room. As usual when she woke, she thought excitedly about her ...

I awoke upon a field of frozen ground, shivering in the bitter cold as I tried to find my way in the darkness, and stumbling across the pitch while my eyes tried to adjust. It was ...

The booming knock on the door was deafening as it echoed throughout the house. Having just arrived home, the sound startled Alan Holloway while he casually threw his coat on a nearby chair. Recently divorced after ...

“How do you know that what you experience is real?” Was the question I posed to my class that blustery Thursday morning in January. I teach psychology at the University of Maryland, in College Park, Maryland, ...

While others can find forests unsettling in the dark, I’ve always found that there is something uniquely tranquil about walking through a forest at night. There would be no one but me and the sound of ...

Waves washed in fury upon the shore with black-stained waters bloodied by the night. The sea spat salt and roared in protest of all things happy and holy. Its rage was without thought or reason, merely ...