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The Black Rock Chapel Horror part two
Read part one here Father Carroway wandered about in the ever-extended void of subconscious. Unable to feel or perceive anything anymore, he wondered if he had indeed perished through either…
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Gaston’s Turn
I am wondering if anyone has ever shared this same experience, or anomaly – I’m not sure exactly what to call it. I’ve had it happen twice in my life…
Read NowDeath’s Usher: Quarry of Slaves, Foundry of Souls
Read Part One here Read Part Two here Read Part Three here Read Part Four here “DID YOU REALLY have to do that, Ibnar?” “Of course. According to the Law,…
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 NowThe Tuscan Game
The Tuscan villa was a postcard come to life, a sprawling stone residence nestled among rolling hills thick with cypress trees and the silvery-green olive groves. For Tom and Linda…
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This Little Light of Mine
The most worrying part of the whole experience was that this isn’t something that happened in a strange place. It wasn’t too dark outside; it certainly wasn’t cold. Everything was…
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The Wanderers
My first job was at a gas station in the town of Redwood in the midwest. It’s been my home town now for going on forty years. It’s not a…
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The Show at the Barn Theater
I performed my heart out on stage, but I don’t think it was enough. It was like moving through tar, with every action every word being forced out of my…
Read NowThunder on the Horizon, there’s a Storm in my Head
We lived a good life, nothing lavish or anything, but good. That all changed when my mom died in a car wreck. She was going seventy down the highway and…
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Mirror, Mirror
I’ve been writing stories for as long as I can remember. Ever since I first learned to write, I would always have a notebook and a pencil by my side.…
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Light After Death
I called to her through the darkness and the shadow and the void and on and on, and what I got back was beyond horror. I called to my daughter,…
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The Bloody Pit
To tell this story I must go back even further to the very beginning. In the year 1841, a self-made paper mill owner, by the name of Alvah Crocker caught…
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The Lockwood House
I'm not particularly a religious person. I never really connected with the idea of believing in a God or a Devil; something like religion never really resonated with me until…
Read NowThe Haunted Piano
Lady Vermella's piano was large and black. It was covered in a thick, feathery layer of dust. Its keys were turning yellow. It pounded out a strange, haunting melody every…
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Garbage Strike
Fwd: Fwd: Dangerous Cover-up T, Think this one bears serious inspection. As usual, recommend we keep the specifics encrypted until we can verify and devise a best course of action.…
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Warehouse Of Damnation
Running, that is how it started, that is how it ended. The one thing I could always rely on, some call it the coward’s way, I call it surviving. I…
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She Waits for me in the Tub
I failed and, now, I don't know what to do. To clarify, I write about and, sometimes, perform popular rituals I find online. Yeah, it's kind of a stupid hobby,…
Read NowUsing AI, I Hired A Hitman. Now It’s Blackmailing Me.
WHEN I FOUND OUT my husband was having an affair, AI wasn’t the first thing I turned to. I confronted him about the panties I found in the front of…
Read NowThe Bells On Christmas Eve
We moved in right after Thanksgiving. It was right after my recently divorced Mom finally got her job promotion at work. It had been a long time coming but finally…
Read NowThere’s an Ocean in My Basement and it’s Ruining My Life
I want to be upfront about something: I am a VFX artist. I moved to New Jersey eight months ago so I could have have a reasonable commute to a…
Read NowDo you want to remember me?
January 16, 2012. Klakzkrig. Exhausted, I was sprawling face-down in bed, feeling like I’d been dragged through a combine harvester and then forced to plow the rest of the field…
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I Hope I Never Dream Again
Dreams are supposed to be a magical place, a place where we can escape from our everyday lives, where our imagination can run free. I have often heard my friends…
Read Now5 Terrifying Thai Ghosts You Never Want to Meet
Most people go to Thailand for beautiful beaches, impressive temples, affordable living, or outstanding street food. But horror enthusiasts know that this country has much more to offer those who…
Read NowThe Graveyard
Johnathan woke up in a daze to find himself all alone. The alone part was normal. The alone part wasn’t strange. What was strange was that he woke up in…
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