Read Part One here: https://www.creepypasta.com/blood-moon-bound-in-blood-and-magic/ Read Part Two here: https://www.creepypasta.com/blood-moon-law-of-the-fish/ AS THE WATER WITCH HAD DECREED, a plague soon struck Milhamâs Ford. One borne by the river, as sheâd foretold before drowning in it, but also by the fields. The very same fruits and vegetables that had refreshed the people […]
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Joshua woke just before the alarm, some animal part of him counting down the seconds until the shriek came. When it finally tore through the pit, a grinding, metallic wail that bounced off the packed dirt walls, he was already blinking his one eye open, already feeling the weight of
ON SEPTEMBER 22, three harbingers of death arrived at the same time: the Autumnal Equinox, the stopping of the Astronomical Clock in Old Town, and the arrival of TB-9000 in Prague. No one paid much attention to the first event, but the second and third brought great concern. Legend said
One need not be a chamber to be haunted, One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. â Emily Dickinson What does a madmanâs mind look like from the inside? Does it look like an empty house with vandalized masonry, broken gates, cracked cement pathways
Said to be christened Apa Moarta, or âDead Waterâ, by a passing Romanian caravan in their native tongue, and tucked away in a far-flung, scarcely populated, staunchly isolationist region of untouched Russian countryside…beyond the grotesque, fantastical stories shared by the more ignorant and morbid of the younger generations, thereâs not
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Father OâBrian- Youâve asked me to keep a journal, and here it is. It seems that relocating to Maryland was a waste. Moving from one house to another doesnât seem to stop anything, and the police are at a loss. If you are unable to help us, the
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The new epidemic is already beyond its patient zero. Whether or not I am infected, I am confident that Mr. Bridestar will soon have me murdered. He will do this in order to keep the diseaseâs name unknown. I wonât let him win, though. At least not completely. Although this
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