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Art that’s as dark as it is evocative; discover horror-inspired artwork, from twisted mutations of classic paintings, chilling sculptures, spooky photography and more.
The Girl in the Window
It all started with a boy named Ravi. He was 12, quiet, loved drawing, and had just moved into a very old house with his parents in a small village. The house had peeling wallpaper, creaky wooden floors, and—this is important—a single narrow window in his bedroom, facing the woods behind the house.
By Silas Blackwood7 months ago in Horror
When the Walls Start Whispering
I. Introduction Elena sat alone in the car, engine idling, staring at the cottage as rain misted the windshield. The GPS had stopped working ten miles back, and her phone clung to its last bar of reception. But she was here. At the edge of town. Far enough from memory, from noise, from the version of herself she no longer recognized.
By Muhammad Sabeel7 months ago in Horror
The House That Breathed in the Dark: A Psychological Horror Story You Won’t Forget
I. The Return Samantha never believed in ghosts. As a child, she’d spent summers in her grandmother’s Victorian on Morley Street—where pipes groaned, floorboards shifted, and mirrors sometimes fogged with no heat at all. But she never truly believed. Not in the stories whispered by older cousins. Not in the way her grandmother always locked the crawlspace hatch at night. And certainly not in the tales of people who disappeared and were never found.
By Muhammad Sabeel7 months ago in Horror
The Black Bird That Landed on My Window Every Night
It began in winter. The nights were longer than usual, and the wind carried whispers no one wanted to hear. I was staying at my grandmother’s old countryside house, a lonely wooden structure nestled between dying trees and distant hills.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
The Old Mirror That Reflected More Than Just Me
It was the kind of antique shop you only enter by accident. Hidden between a boarded-up bookstore and a bakery that always smelled like burnt sugar, the shop had no name. Just a cracked wooden sign with faded letters and a bell that jingled even when the wind was still.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
The Girl Lost in the Woods Who Was Not Human
I was 26 when I moved into my grandfather’s old cabin deep in the northern forests. It was the kind of place people forgot, surrounded by thick pine trees and silence so pure, you could hear your heartbeat. I wanted to escape the noise of the city, the suffocation of people, and just... exist.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
The Night I Spent in a Graveyard—And What I Saw
I had always been drawn to the unusual—abandoned buildings, forgotten alleyways, and places people were too afraid to explore. But nothing tempted me more than the local graveyard on the outskirts of our town. A massive, crumbling patch of land, overgrown with wild bushes, broken tombstones leaning like old men, and the kind of silence that echoed in your ears. It was said to be haunted, of course. Every town has one.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
The Night a Jinn's Shadow Entered My Room
It was a humid summer night in Lahore, the kind where the air feels thick and everything moves a little slower. I had just returned from my evening shift at the local bookstore and collapsed on my bed, exhausted but unable to sleep. The ceiling fan above me squeaked with every rotation, and outside, the occasional honk of a rickshaw echoed through the street.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
