Horror

The Flameless
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." His pulse quickened when he saw the flame. “This cabin shouldn’t exist.”, he thought to himself. The stories he heard as a kid about an abandoned cabin in the woods with a burning candle was just urban legend. He’s lost in the woods with one, and only one, path that leads to this cabin. His perspiration has completely engulfed his shirt. The burning candle flame has a mesmerizing quality to it. Sudddenly, as he concentrates on the flame, he feels himself walking towards the cabin. His mind is thinking two seperate thoughts at once, “What are we doing?!” and “It’s not as scary as I had once imagined.” As he approaches the door, he can feel and energy that is pure fear mixed with dread. As he is concious of putting his hand on the door, he looks at the candle flame in the window. Again, mesmerized by the flame, he opens the creaky door. At this very moment, he feels as if he would rather die than be in this very place at this exact moment. His heart is racing, his veins are pumping boiling hot but ice cold blood and he’s aware his shirt is plastered to his body from sweat. His legs feel like they weigh three hundred pounds and his arms feel like they are moving through a wall of gelatinous goo. What he hears next will haunt him for the rest of his life.
By Ross Thompson4 years ago in Fiction
Coffinwood
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A lone man happened to be wandering by that night and the distant light caught his eye and his curiosity. Like a fish hooked on the fisherman’s lure, he was reeled in towards the ancient wooden house, unsuspecting of what he would find.
By Reagan Parker4 years ago in Fiction
The Three Sisters Webster
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Its warm yellow glow was a beacon of comfort for any traveller hiking the hills as darkness fell.
By Al Campbell4 years ago in Fiction
Loop
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but the night I arrived, a candle burned in the window. A candle I didn’t light.
By Riel Rosehill4 years ago in Fiction
IN THE END, EVERY ROAD IS THE SAME
The roads all looked the same again, along with the dried-up little towns they led to. They’d all looked the same again for the last couple of years, the way they had at the beginning.
By Daniel Joseph 4 years ago in Fiction
The Campfire Story
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” The flashlight shone upwards under Mr. Henderson’s face as he said the words slowly, ominously, leaning into the drama of his story as the campfire crackled and snapped and sent wayward sparks upwards into the night air.
By Andrew Piazza4 years ago in Fiction
No. You. Don't.
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. My cousin Joel and I saw it the first night of July from the platform we called our treehouse. built high into the ancient oak that stood sentinel on the family farm. We’d asked Grandma Kenzie about it and offered to go check it out but she waved us off. “No need, child,” she’d said, pulling another tray of sugar cookies out of the oven. “Most like a young couple lookin’ out for some privacy up’n the old sugar shack. You best leave ‘em be.”
By Karen Gordon4 years ago in Fiction
The Father
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The dull glow pulsed in and out of existence, whipping rake fingered trees snatching it back before it fled their grasp again. Eve was certain though, there was a light, and light meant people, food and shelter from the weather. She had been out searching too long and this could be her only opportunity. Pushing through the branches crowding a long dead path she made her way to the door.
By Matthew Bender4 years ago in Fiction
Flight, Fight, or Freeze
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It was a strange turn of events with the world now ‌uninhabited besides this lonely, once-abandoned cabin. These four wooden walls protected one of the last living humans, a pitiful being cowering in a corner, no doubt.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
Jack's Cabin
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It flickered and sent viscous, black shadows scattering across the walls like splashes of paint against the wood. In the tenebrous room I cursed the old handyman who had assured me that I could ‘be up there until Christmas and not have to worry about the power.’ Of course, people in such positions always use those kinds of words, all assuaging and reassuring and disappearing at the first sign of a problem. Even as he spoke, I shuddered silently.
By Sean Bass4 years ago in Fiction
The rebirth of Solomon Grundy
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. No one really knew about that Cabin like I did, and not a single person wanted anything to do with it.. Until I got involved. To others, it became the town's own personal folktale, something akin to that Solomon Grundy rhyme I always heard as a kid.
By Chris Gullotta4 years ago in Fiction
Old Cabin on Summerton Lane
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." Gabby was speaking to a small group of people sitting around the table at the paranormal meeting.
By Pam Reeder4 years ago in Fiction