Jannat Hashmi
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The Lighthouse Keeper’s Last Song
The fog rolled in like an old widow’s sigh-soft, salt-heavy, and ancient. It crept over the rocks and cliffs of Gannet’s Reach, swallowing every sound but the sea’s murmuring moan. Atop that lonely headland stood the lighthouse: gray, rust-veined, and blind.
By Jannat Hashmi8 months ago in Horror
The House That Drew You
It started with the vanishing of Felix Moran-acclaimed painter, recluse, and surrealist whose final canvas was a house no one could place. It had twisted windows and a roof that dipped like a sigh. He titled it “The Home I Can’t Forget.” Then he vanished, the brush still wet.
By Jannat Hashmi8 months ago in Horror
The Whispering Mirror
The antique shop had no name. It was folded into a shadow between a boarded-up bakery and a tax office no one remembered visiting. Lin scrolled past it every day on her way to class, earbuds in, eyes on her phone-until one rainy Tuesday when her Spotify glitched, her playlist melted into silence, and a shiver like static ran down her spine.
By Jannat Hashmi8 months ago in Horror
The Puppet with No Strings
The smell hit first-mold, wet wood, the kind of rot that whispered secrets to insects. When the Thespian Thorn troupe pushed open the groaning doors of the forgotten Saint Elora Theater, they expected dust and nostalgia. What they got was silence so thick it nearly coughed.
By Jannat Hashmi8 months ago in Horror
The Clock That Laughed at Midnight
The Greybriar Mansion had been empty for nearly a century, swallowed by vines and silence on the edge of town. The locals whispered stories about how the house had once belonged to a clockmaker obsessed with time, and how the old grandfather clock in the attic never ticked, yet never stopped watching.
By Jannat Hashmi8 months ago in Chapters
