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Watch for Deer
The roads are different at night. It's something my mom used to say all the time. She said it when I was a child in the back seat, and she…
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The Fear Experiment
Introduction In over ten years of continuous travel, I have encountered many peculiar and fascinating individuals. Usually the most interesting encounters are those with other travellers: men and women with…
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I Posted a True Stalker Story Online. My Stalker Read it…
This is an update to a story I posted on an internet forum about 4 years ago. In fact, what happened was a direct result of me posting it. I’ve…
Read NowThe story behind the lost 1976 Pellington Mothman film
If you've spent any time looking into Mothman, or cryptids in general, you're probably familiar with the so-called “Pellington Mothman film”. One of the most famous pieces of cryptid lost…
Read NowThe Revolving Door
1. I’m looking at myself in the mirror, not really realizing how bad I look. My skin looks extremely pale and I got dark bags under my eyes. What on…
Read NowDon’t Look at Me
I hold with the pillow around my head so she won’t hear me crying, and to block out the whispering.We moved out of the city a month ago; an old…
Read NowAnencephaly
I've never had nightmares like this before. I'm not a fan of horror, I'm not depressed, I haven't even been under any especial strain lately. I'm just a good person,…
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The Allerton Device
Part 1 “We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity,and it was not meant that we should voyage far.” —H.P. Lovecraft Why…
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The Ocean Men
He tried not to get too close to the man because he smelled like salty chum and rotten fish. Eventually, the scent receded as he went inside the cabin for…
Read NowThe House I Squatted In Never Existed
My father committed suicide when I was six years old. When you're that young, you don't really understand much beyond the fact that Daddy is never coming back home. And…
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I Sleep With My Window Closed Now
I sleep with my window closed now. Not out of habit, out of fear. There are monsters in the world, real ones. Serial killers, rapists, the kinds of things we…
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The Debt Collector
Grant could not have asked for a prettier day to drive on. He had only been driving for Uber for a couple of months now in his free time, but…
Read NowThe Shadow Theory
The Shadow Theory By: Sean O’Morrison Session 1: A pale doctor walks into the interrogation room holding a medical file under his left arm, he is accompanied by a woman.…
Read NowDeprivation
The first to go was my sight. When thinking of the experiment in my mind, I was hoping that my sight would be one of the last senses to switch…
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The Counting Man
Michael sat down on the bench, checking his watch as his leg nervously tapped the floor. The bus was running late today. That wasn’t good for him. He needed to…
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The Asylum in the Woods
The town I grew up in sits next to the Myles Standish State Forest in Massachusetts. Growing up, my friends would all tell me ghost stories about the area. A…
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Wendigo Psychosis
Winter pounded on the door and walls around the wooden shack the men had found and hunkered down in. The small military force was at their wit’s and body’s ends;…
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G.O.D’s Journal
The Michigan Inquirer MAY 09, 2023 The following entries were transcribed by Michigan State University senior,Marlee Yarborough. Last weekend, she and three fellow students were camping inManistee National Forest while…
Read NowStillness of 7he 7ru7h
As of late, I'm losing more and more sleep each night. I stay up at night, watching the windows, knife in hand. Not much good it'll do if that thing…
Read NowFollowers of the Flaming Hand
The camera didn’t look like something that should still work. Didn’t feel right from the start. When my sister handed me that box on my birthday, I could tell it’d…
Read NowI Must Have Gone Mad During Quarantine
…I give up.…This is my eighth day in quarantine. More like solitary confinement, because I have lost track of time and I live alone in a bachelor apartment. I am…
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