Horror

Spirit’s Fortune
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Jack Jenkins and his brother, Elisha lit several more candles forming a circle around the table in the center of the room. They prepared everything exactly as instructed. If all went according to plan, this night would change their lives forever.
By Leslie Writes4 years ago in Fiction
Forest of Arden
The cabin in fhe woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Elizabeth found herself standing alone in front of the cabin. She had no idea where she was or how she had gotten there. She stared at the cabin and the thick woods beyond. The only lights she could see were the flickering candle and the stars in the darkened sky.
By Deborah DeLong 4 years ago in Fiction
Wasn't Supposed to Be
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Frogs chirped in the sweltering summer night as Jude tried to piece together what she saw. The flame looked more like a freestanding dog tongue than actual fire; long and thick and cardiac crimson. It was still and solemn and stagnant – like a bloody smear on the dust-encrusted window. The fire didn't waver like normal flames. No wind in there, she supposed. No air. No life.
By M.J. Weisen4 years ago in Fiction
Cabin Fever
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Ames sat on her hands, nearing the tip of her nose to the flame. Time will tell, she thought, then huffed. Best to keep your candle snuffed in these villatic woods. Smoke became her shadow as she listlessly recalled her mantra:
By MJ Wood4 years ago in Fiction
The Lake Fisher
Prologue The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Its flame curled an incandescent light through the eucalypts and stringy bark to the beach, where earlier they had been fishing from the rocks. Neither of them spoke, nor did they move, and from the cabin they made dark silhouettes against the flat silver of the lake.
By Garry Morris4 years ago in Fiction
The Truth
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. This faint flicker of light, struggling to break through a thick coating of dust and grime, was the only indication that life had returned to what was once a cozy home.
By J. H. Singer4 years ago in Fiction
Bushido Blood
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Inside on the rough wooden floor knelt Hanzo naked and alone, having stripped his clothes in preparation for what must be done. His lean muscular body was unmoving, yet shivering from the cold winter air. The warrior stared long at the remains of a once ornate jade necklace and fine tanto blade he placed on the floor before him. They were prized trinkets that served as the only reminders he had left of his beloved wife and son. The wife and son he had brutally killed eight years ago.
By J.J. Snow4 years ago in Fiction
Nightly Walks
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The soft glow of the flickering flame revealed a shadowy silhouette hovering in the window, watching the outside world like a prisoner locked in its cell. In the blink of an eye, the silhouette vanished as the candle was suddenly consumed by the darkness. The old cabin now stood in its usual condition in the middle of the woods - dilapidated, candleless, and dark. Exactly as it was meant to be.
By Kat Rosenberger4 years ago in Fiction
V for Ventriloquist
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A man making his way through the woods to his campsite passed by the cabin as he had done so many times during his camping trips. And the flickering candle brought him to a halt.
By Alivia Varvel4 years ago in Fiction
What They Found in the Water
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The flicker of light was several miles away, but Katya caught its glimmer in the corner of her eye. She squinted. “Do you see that?” she asked.
By Megan Jenkins4 years ago in Fiction
Woodside
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The bodies of its last Air Bnb guest hacked to pieces cooking on the stove.
By Eloisa Margarita Soto4 years ago in Fiction
I'm Writing A Book
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years but one night, a candle burned in the window. To anyone who lived out near Fond du Lac had heard of the stories, but have always chalked it up to local legends. Something akin to the werewolf in Delevan, the ghosts in the graveyard in Elkhorn, all of the things you can find online with a couple of keystrokes.
By Julian Q.4 years ago in Fiction