sajid hasan
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Silent Evidence
Detective Mara Voss had learned long ago that crime rarely shouted—it whispered. And tonight, the whispers led her to an upscale apartment overlooking the harbor, where the scent of blood and expensive perfume mingled in the air like a toxic secret.
By sajid hasan 8 months ago in Criminal
The Crimson Compass
The rain lashed down in thick sheets as Mia Kael ducked into the crumbling ruins of the San Telmo monastery. The echo of her pursuer’s boots on the slick stones followed her like a curse. She clutched the ancient compass tightly in her fist—its strange red-glowing needle spinning wildly, disobeying all logic.
By sajid hasan 8 months ago in Fiction
Wanderlust Awakened
The train rumbled softly beneath me as landscapes blurred into hues of green and gold outside the window. It was my third month on the road, and yet, every new place still sent a quiet thrill through my chest. Traveling wasn’t just about moving from one location to another anymore — it had become a way of rediscovering myself, one unfamiliar street and sunset at a time.
By sajid hasan 9 months ago in Earth
The Sound in the Walls: An Apartment Nightmare . Content Warning.
It started subtly enough. A faint scratching sound, like a mouse perhaps, coming from inside the walls of my new apartment. I'd just moved to the city, eager for a fresh start, and the old building, with its cheap rent and quirky charm, seemed perfect. The scratching, though, was a minor annoyance, easily dismissed.
By sajid hasan 9 months ago in Horror
The Power of Starting Small
We all dream big, don’t we? We envision a life where we’ve achieved everything we’ve ever wanted—whether that’s writing a bestselling book, starting a successful business, or simply becoming the best version of ourselves. But, often, as we stand at the starting line, the distance between where we are and where we want to be feels insurmountable. The mountain looks too steep, the task too overwhelming, and we begin to doubt whether we even have what it takes.
By sajid hasan 9 months ago in Motivation
Echoes of the Abyss
The old house stood on a windswept hill, overlooking the town like a skeletal hand. Locals whispered about it, their voices hushed and laced with fear. They said the house was alive, that it remembered. I never believed them, of course. Until I inherited it.
By sajid hasan 9 months ago in Horror
The Reflection Beyond the Glass
When Emma found the antique mirror at the back of Holloway's Thrift Shop, it seemed like a steal for twenty dollars. The frame was a delicate weave of dark, twisted vines carved from old wood, and though the glass was cloudy and cracked in one corner, it still held an eerie kind of beauty. It called to her.
By sajid hasan 9 months ago in Horror
