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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.

"This Psychological Trick Can Make Anyone Like You"
You know the phrase: "Curiosity killed the cat." But in the internet age, curiosity doesn’t just kill the cat—it shreds your sleep schedule, fractures your peace of mind, and leaves images you can’t unsee.
By Hamad Haider7 months ago in Horror
Beneath the Clock That Never Ticks
The clock never ticked. Not once. Not even when the whole town held its breath waiting for it to move. The old iron timepiece above the railway station in Wetherby had been frozen at 3:17 for as long as anyone could remember. Rust clung to its hands, and vines crept along the brick wall behind it, as if nature had tried to swallow the secret whole. Some called it a broken relic. Others whispered that it was a warning.
By L.M. Everhart7 months ago in Horror
The Alligator
My best friend went missing. Her body was never found. To this day, no one knows what happened to her. Her last sighting was at the town lake, where an alligator resided. The last person to see her was our math teacher in high school, Mr. Luis.
By Emy Quinn7 months ago in Horror
David Cronenberg’s Scanners: A Haunting Dive into Telepathy and the Human Body
Overview of the film "Scanners," released in 1981, is a gritty, cerebral blend of science fiction and horror that delves deep into the powers—and perils—of the human mind. Written and directed by the infamous David Cronenberg, this cult classic focuses on a secretive group of people known as "scanners"—individuals with powerful telepathic and telekinetic abilities. What begins as a story of mystery and strange talents soon morphs into a full-blown war of psychic warfare, corporate corruption, and the fragility of human identity.
By olxia10 7 months ago in Horror
Why Scanners is the Ultimate Body Horror Tale of Telepathic Destruction
A Cult Classic Reborn The 1981 sci-fi horror film Scanners, directed by the master of body horror David Cronenberg, is nothing short of a genre-defining experience. If you’ve ever seen the infamous head explosion scene and felt your stomach churn or your jaw drop, you’ve already glimpsed the terrifying brilliance of this film. But beyond that viral-worthy moment lies a complex narrative woven with psychic warfare, grotesque bodily transformations, and a grim commentary on corporate and governmental exploitation.
By olxia10 7 months ago in Horror
The Twisted Brilliance of Scanners: Psychic Mayhem Through Cronenberg’s Lens
There’s a kind of chaos that only David Cronenberg can choreograph—a cerebral, fleshy chaos that wraps body horror around deep psychological dread. Scanners is one of his most striking creations, a film that fuses the grotesque with the cerebral, making it far more than just a gory sci-fi thriller. Released in 1981, Scanners has aged like a jagged bottle of wine—one that leaves you a little dizzy, a little disturbed, and entirely mesmerized. The film is one of the earliest examples of a director fearlessly exploring themes like mental manipulation, bodily autonomy, and the danger of unchecked power.
By olxia10 7 months ago in Horror
Exploding Heads and Psychic Terror: Cronenberg’s Scanners Still Stuns Today
A Cult Classic That Defies Time In the expansive landscape of science fiction and horror, some films merely entertain, while others leave a mark on your psyche. Scanners, released in 1981 and directed by Canadian visionary David Cronenberg, firmly belongs to the latter. Known for its shocking head-explosion scene and disturbing psychological themes, this film didn't just captivate audiences—it seared itself into genre history. While many horror films from the '80s have become campy relics of their time, Scanners continues to stun, both visually and intellectually.
By olxia10 7 months ago in Horror
The Door That Wasn’t There
The Door That Wasn’t There It began one night, as these things often do, with a noise that was easy to dismiss. A faint whisper, soft as the rustling of dead leaves against an old wall. I had been home for hours, nestled in my worn couch, trying to force sleep after a long day. The building, an aging relic of another era, often sighed and creaked, settling with the slow patience of time. I told myself it was nothing—just the house breathing.
By Kippler7 months ago in Horror
Nothing Happens In Canada. Content Warning.
"Demon" "Demon!" I wobbled, lifting my head up to two of the same blurry women screaming and pointing their fingers at me. I clawed at my ears as if it was the only way to keep my brain secure. I didn't feel sick, but I felt light, that couldn't be a good sign either. My double vision cleared revealing one woman standing in front of me. I reached towards her trying to speak, but only a scratching growl escaped my throat. She screamed again as I tripped and fell to my knees. I lazily re-opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I noticed water droplets falling heavily from the sky. I was in a storm, in a forest with mud splattered up my forearms and thighs. I felt... Incorrect. As if my body wasn't my own. I was dirty, pale, and I couldn't feel the cold air or the darts of water cutting into my skin. I had to find a doctor. While I tried to ground myself, I caught a glimpse of city lights shining through the rain. I pushed myself to my feet, ignored the women, and started my hike through the forest. "AHHHHH!" My arms were stiff and hard to move but I couldn't stand her screeching. Why won't she stop? What did she say before? Was it... Demon?
By Amber Fierce7 months ago in Horror
The Exorcist
The Exorcist is the greatest film of all time. That’s just my unwavering personal opinion. You may not share it. That’s okay. Nobody’s perfect. If everyone could enjoy the perfect casting, superior direction, suspenseful writing, and chilling cinematography, we would never try anything new. Just look at how many times others have tried (and failed) to duplicate The Exorcist over time! I won’t even soil this review by mentioning the garbage Blumhouse put out. (But can you “believe” they want to make two sequels to that pile of cow dung? Wish I had that kind of money to burn!)
By E.J. V'Kanty7 months ago in Horror
The Babysitter Who Came at Midnight: True or Not?
I was eleven the night I first met her. Or thought I did. My mom had a shift at the hospital, overnight and Dad was still in that unpredictable stage of his grief where he’d disappear for “a drive” and not come back until dawn. So I was alone, officially, even though Mom swore someone would “drop in to check” around midnight. I didn’t know then that what came to the house that night wasn’t someone. It wasn’t... normal.
By Ava Writes Truth7 months ago in Horror
Whispers Beneath the Floorboards
There’s a house in Pine Hollow that no one wants to buy. It’s been on the market for twelve years—price slashed again and again, as if it were rotting from the inside out. And maybe it is. Locals say it whispers at night. They say it listens.
By ABDU LLAH7 months ago in Horror