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From Hitchcock to Stephen King, a roundup of the who's who in horror; all about celebrities flaunting their loudest screams and most nightmarish scenes.

The Weight of White
Arthur had always found a kind of grim comfort in the snow. Not the fluffy, postcard kind, but the heavy, wet stuff that smothered the world in gray and white. It muffled the distant hum of the highway, the neighbor’s barking dog, the constant, irritating thrum of life. But tonight, it wasn’t muffled. It was utterly, absolutely gone. The silence pressed in, a physical weight against his eardrums, far heavier than any sound.
By HAADI22 days ago in Horror
December 25th Repeats
I wake up to bells. Not church bells—those stopped ringing years ago—but the cheap electronic chime of my alarm clock playing a distorted version of “Jingle Bells.” The sound drills straight into my skull. My eyes open before I can stop them.
By Modhilraj23 days ago in Horror
The Carol That Knows Your Name
The first time it happened, I thought I was mishearing it. Christmas Eve had settled into the apartment like dust—quiet, soft, unavoidable. Outside, the city glowed in muted colors, strings of lights blinking in tired rhythms, as if even joy needed rest. I sat alone at the small kitchen table with a cup of reheated coffee, the radio murmuring to fill the silence. I always kept it on during holidays. Silence had a way of remembering things I tried not to.
By Modhilraj23 days ago in Horror
The Night No One Heard the Screams: A Haunting Story of Silence, Shadows, and the Questions That Still Linger
Introduction: When Silence Became the Loudest Witness Some nights slip quietly into history, leaving no trace beyond a date on a calendar. Others linger, heavy with unanswered questions and a silence so deep it feels deliberate. The Night No One Heard the Screams belongs to the second kind. It’s a phrase that chills the spine because it suggests something went terribly wrong—yet nothing stopped it. No neighbors called. No alarms rang. No sirens broke the darkness in time.
By X Crime23 days ago in Horror
The Echoing Asylum of Silaos: Where the Patients Never Left | SEASON 1
Chapter 1 ARCHIVAL NOTES: Case File #73-B, The Silaos Exorcisms. Location: Silaos Asylum, Silaos, Argentina. Date: Winter, 1978.
By Tales That Breathe at Night25 days ago in Horror
The Keep (1983): How Michael Mann’s Ambitious Horror Epic Became Hollywood’s Great Orphan
“Success has a thousand fathers… while defeat is an orphan.” — ancient proverb Released in December 1983, The Keep should have been a prestige genre event. Instead, it became one of the most infamous misfires of the decade — a big-budget sci-fi/horror/war hybrid that collapsed under the weight of its ambition.
By Movies of the 80s26 days ago in Horror
The Glare of the Sunken Eye
Rourke hated the pressure suit, the way it hugged his skin like a second, tighter corpse. Every breath a controlled hiss, every movement a fight against the inert weight of the ocean bearing down. Three clicks down, off the charted shelf. This wasn’t just a salvage job; it was a desperate plunge into the 'unconfirmed anomaly' the old charts vaguely hinted at. A whisper of something too big, too regular, to be natural. A whisper of glass.
By HAADI27 days ago in Horror
THE HONG KONG "PHUNG TY" CASE
Behind the urban splendor of Hong Kong, dark and sinister underbelly persists. Here, a group of women known as "Phung Ty" operate outside the law, engaging in the business of selling incense and Buddhist offerings. "Phung Ty" in Hong Kong isn't a single individual's name, but a general term for women practicing this profession.
By HieuDinh29 days ago in Horror
SEASON FINALE - Whispers from the Lantern: The Keeper's Lament
Chapter 17 "You… have… awakened… me," Keeper rasped, his voice a symphony of grinding gears and static. "You… have… awakened… the… tide."
By Tales That Breathe at Night30 days ago in Horror
Christine (1983): Stephen King vs. John Carpenter
## *Christine* (1983): Book vs. Movie Stephen King, John Carpenter, and Two Very Different Ideas of Evil There are movie adaptations that miss the point of their source material.
By Movies of the 80sabout a month ago in Horror
My Smart Home System Locked Me In because It Detects an Intruder. But The Cameras Show An Empty House.
My Smart Home System Locked Me In because It Detects an Intruder. But The Cameras Show An Empty House. I bought the "Sentinel" smart home system because I live alone in a large house at the edge of the woods. It promised state-of-the-art security: AI-driven motion detection, auto-locking doors, and steel emergency shutters for windows. It was supposed to make me feel safe.
By Noman Afridiabout a month ago in Horror
I’m A Deep Sea Welder Working 500 Feet Underwater. Someone Just Knocked On The Hatch.
I’m A Deep Sea Welder Working 500 Feet Underwater. Someone Just Knocked On The Hatch. There are jobs that are dangerous, and then there is saturation diving. I live in a pressurized metal tube, barely the size of a minivan, suspended 500 feet below the surface of the North Sea. For 28 days, this capsule is my entire world. Outside, the water is pitch black, near freezing, and the pressure is so immense that if the hull breached, my body would turn to jelly in a fraction of a second.
By Noman Afridiabout a month ago in Horror