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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
I Was Accidentally Added to a Group Chat Planning a Crime—Here’s What I Did Next
It started with a ping. A single WhatsApp notification at 1:47 a.m. on a Tuesday. I was lying in bed, scrolling through mindless reels, battling another round of sleeplessness when the message preview popped up.
By Muhammad Sabeel7 months ago in Horror
The Wake Word. Content Warning.
It began like most conveniences do—harmless, helpful, and quietly addictive. My apartment complex gave all tenants a “smart hub” complimentary with lease renewal. The sales pitch boasted about its efficiency: voice-controlled everything, energy saving, AI scheduling, even white noise for better sleep. “Welcome to living with Eno,” the property manager had smiled. “It’s like having a personal butler.”
By Silas Grave7 months ago in Horror
Echoes of HALO. Content Warning.
When HALO launched, it wasn’t just another smart home assistant. It was a leap forward. Voice recognition powered by neural-net emotional profiling. It didn’t just understand what you said—it understood what you meant. A real “companion AI,” the ads said. “Make your house feel like home.”
By Silas Grave7 months ago in Horror
The Spill Room
The first time I saw the Spill Room, I didn’t know that’s what the guys called it. It was just the loading bay office—a concrete cube tucked in the back of the warehouse I’d just been hired to supervise. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, and the walls were painted that institutional gray-green color you see in public schools and prisons. The smell was a mix of diesel, cardboard, and dried sweat.
By Silas Grave7 months ago in Horror
The Mirror in the Attic
They told her never to open the attic. So she did. It was a stormy night when 26-year-old Anaya returned to her grandmother’s abandoned home in the hills of Murree. Her grandmother, once a famous painter, had passed away two years ago, and no one had touched the place since. Anaya had inherited it but never had the courage to visit—until now.
By Muhammad Usama7 months ago in Horror
CASE FILE 003 — THE PINEHURST GAP
🗓️ March 3rd, 2023 Another hiker went missing in what’s unofficially known as “The Pinehurst Gap,” a densely wooded corridor outside of Rainier National Forest, Washington. That makes eleven recorded disappearances in the same two-mile zone. The GPS on the missing man’s phone froze at 4:33 PM, showing a narrow ridge path not listed on any public trail map. The final text to his girlfriend simply read:
By Veil of Shadows7 months ago in Horror
The Tally Man.
The summer of 2005 was long, hazy, and smelled of cut grass and impending thunderstorms. For my friends—Liam, Sarah, David, and me—it was a season of boundless freedom, spent in the woods behind our suburban neighborhood. Our days were a blur of scraped knees and shared secrets, but it was the twilight hours that we lived for. That’s when we played the game.
By MUHAMMAD FARHAN7 months ago in Horror
The Cave in Younger's Holler. Top Story - July 2025.
I told them we shouldn’t have come, that it’d be a mistake, but they never listen to me. I’m the friend in the group often overlooked, always interrupted as if I weren’t there. Normally, I wouldn’t mind sitting quietly, soaking in the camaraderie of my group. Tonight, it was different. I wish they had listened to me.
By Mother Combs7 months ago in Horror
