Horror

The story of the "Jinn Mountains" in Saudi Arabia
The Jinn Mountain in Saudi Arabia is the most dangerous in the world, because it is inhabited by jinn of all kinds, and whoever gets to this mountain will never come down from it again.
By ABDO3 years ago in Fiction
Male Empowerment
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Sara had never actually believed there was still an outside to see. As far as she could remember, all she had ever known was the inside of this house. As she looked through the window, a feeling of unease creeped through her bones.
By E.M Simond3 years ago in Fiction
Desperate survivors make final plea for entry into sealed city through last window to the outside world
Desperate survivors make final plea for entry into sealed city through last window to the outside world" The last window to the outside world was a small, grimy window high up on the wall of the city's central control room."
By Paul Smith3 years ago in Fiction
The Backrooms Decrypted: The Lights Out (Level 6)
Greetings, Explorer. You just keep getting by, right? How impressive. Though perhaps some time spent on Level 6 will help you sort out the confusion, we still aren't sure if that's a blessing or a curse. Perhaps it will serve as your light in the dark. I apologize for the poor taste of this joke, but you will understand it. You navigate your way into a hallway that appears to be an exit to another location.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
The Backrooms Decrypted: The Terror Hotel (Level 5)
Greetings, old chap. Those last few levels of The Backrooms have really been taking a toll on your health, happiness, and sanity, eh? You seem tired, perhaps ready to finally take the weight off your feet. Though really, what did you anticipate when you chose to travel to this multi-leveled hell near Earth? Of course, we are not here to pass judgment. We are only here to assist you in your journey and to chronicle every step of it, so where is the fun in that? And because that's exactly what you'll find here, we sincerely hope you're prepared for some warm, traditional hospitality. Greetings from Level 5 of The Terror Hotel. As soon as you enter the main hall, your senses are caressed by a hazy scent of lavender-scented air freshener and the low, steady hum of smooth jazz. The other Backrooms levels have been openly hostile, or at the very least unwelcoming, to human presence, but something about this place just seems to invite you in. How could something that is, in theory, so incredibly relaxing also be so oddly terrifying? It is designed to appear to be a posh hotel from the 1920s or 1930s, possibly from the early 20th century. The Stanley Hotel, a century-old hotel in Estes Park, Colorado, which served as the inspiration for Stephen King's novel The Shining, and other half-formed memories of places you are unsure you ever visited as a child also come to mind.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
The Backrooms Decrypted: Going Insane In The Abandoned Office (Level 4)
Dear Explorer, welcome. We pull you back in just when you think you're out, don't we? But don't be concerned. As you travel further into the liminal nightmare known as "The Backrooms," we'll be here to keep you company. And hey, would you look at that? You're on Level 4! What a stunning location. Take a deep breath and inhale the aromas of burning rubber and warm, fresh copy paper. Toes can be spread out on the shorn, grey carpet. Observe the many anodyne walls' gloriously broad palette of gray. This level is referred to as "The Abandoned Office" for a reason. In a depressing way, it's funny. It's possible that earlier levels had a more overtly ominous or perilous appearance, but this one gives you a peculiar shiver. You proceed in eerie silence, keeping a safe distance from the wire-encrusted pillars that, in your mind, might be hiding any number of strange, aggressive monsters. As you go along, a strange lump forms in your throat. You've already been here. The offices back in your home reality are, if not exactly here, then somewhere close. You were an intern, rushing to get coffee orders and trying your hardest to remember the names of your superiors. You were never in a position you were proud of.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
5 Guidelines for fiction writers
WHAT IS FICTION WRITTING? is the creation of fiction-based written compositions. Fictional writing frequently takes the form of a story intended to entertain readers or express the author's point of view. This could lead to the creation of a short story, novel, novella, screenplay, or drama, albeit these aren't the only forms of fictional writing. Novelists, playwrights, short story writers, radio playwrights, screenwriters, and other genre-specific authors all write fiction.
By Johanna Wanjiru3 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Silhouette
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It was a rare luxury to lounge at the sill. She had heard that there were once hundreds of windows in what was formerly a towering hotel. Within every room, a portal to the endless world just beyond the thin veil of glass.
By Rochelle Harper3 years ago in Fiction
Penny Dreadful Chapter 1
Prologue Dear Diary, I met the cutest cat today. She was hiding behind a dumpster by the bakery. I was hungry and thought Mr. Joe would have some cold rolls. But seeing such a cute cat behind the dumpster was a bonus. I took her to the bakery with me. I planned to get us both something sweet. Mr. Joe was extra nice today. It was weird. He seemed focused but in a different way. After ordering, he started to cry. He told me that I was going to be his last customer. Some mean loan guy was going to close Mr. Joe’s bakery. Which I can’t let happen. Where else am I gonna get my slightly cold bread from? I’ll have to think of a name for the cute cat later. Oh, and sneak her into my apartment. She’ll have to stay with Miss Cat Lady until I get back. In the meanwhile, I need to help Mr. Joe. I have the bestest idea. I just need to try to remember the loan guy’s name.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Fiction
The Spiderhaunt Tower
Saveen stared out the window. The approaching storm flashed in her pale blue eyes, and the wind whipped her blond hair about her. She ran her slim, elven fingers over the pommel of her sword in response to the energy of the storm that threatened to rage outside.
By Matthew Angelo3 years ago in Fiction
The Dark Corner of a Pentimento
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. The sun was rising as she entered, and he was already out of bed and in his wheelchair, positioned in exactly the same spot as the day before, and the day before that.
By Mark Crouch3 years ago in Fiction
Noumenon
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. The rooftops of the buildings that surrounded them. The streets down below, people peppering the sidewalks as though they were ants marching to and fro a million miles away.
By Raine Fielder3 years ago in Fiction