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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.

The First COVID-19 Vaccine
It is true, what you have heard about there being a cure and a vaccine for COVID-19 is true. However, things in the laboratory did not quite go as planned. The Lab that was hired to find the vaccine is called Brilliant Minds Lab. I know because I was the one who had created the vaccine and it was in my lab. I was working alongside some of the most brillant minds such as Dr. Theodore Hustly, Dr. Amanda Johnston, and lastly Dr. Fredrick O'Mally. All from highly esteemed ivy league schools such as Oxford, Princeton, Harvard, Yale, Columbia. All of them were hired for their interests in science and finding the cure. However, things went horribly and terribly wrong.
By Ada Zuba5 years ago in Horror
Free Me. Fear Me. Hear Me.
A candle sits in the window, softly flickering as shadows pass by on the outside. She stares out curiously. She is unsure of what to do in the moment. She looks around the dimly lit room to find a door on the opposite wall of the candle. She cautiously moves towards the door. Before she can open the door, she finds herself in an empty space.
By In_Sketched5 years ago in Horror
Despair
This is not my bed. I’m suspended in the moment between being asleep and being awake. My eyes are still shut and I move my head to nuzzle further into my pillow in protest against waking. My scalp grinds against something hard and uneven, instead.
By Martha Black5 years ago in Horror
The Night In My Brain
I spend a casual day at work and spend time with my friends enjoying and having fun after work. As soon as I got home I changed my clothes and laid on my bed and it did not take me long to fall asleep. That’s when weird things started to happen in my dream world. I happen to find myself in a big room with shelves filled with a lot of folders. While scanning the room with my eyes standing at the door, I was anticipating where I am and why I am here. After I calmed myself, I made my first step and realized that the room is divided by three shelves separated by a window with a candle in it.
By Fikremariam Mekonnen5 years ago in Horror
Immortal || Chapter 23
Farther into the morning it was quiet and peaceful. Natalie was in the back garden reading a book. My uncle, I haven't seen him since breakfast, Mrs. Havens was in her room last time I checked, and myself... I was walking around the house thinking of a way to get rid of Jacob once and for all. He was becoming a pain. And were those servers his henchmen? Did my uncle have anything to do with all that was happening? Did he really let Jacob go? Perhaps I should confront Uncle about my thoughts on the whole matter.
By Sabal Cloonan5 years ago in Horror
No One Ever Visits...
The house is a total wreck - not that I’m expecting company. No one ever visits, and if they do it’s not for long. There isn’t even any electricity, the only source of light being the candle I burn on the window sill every evening. Every surface is covered with dust, and every corner filled with cobwebs.
By BrettNotGreg5 years ago in Horror
Dirt and Gasoline
I open my eyes, gasping, suddenly aware of how cold a night it was. I’m in a shallow dirt hole. The night looms heavy on my shoulders as I sit upright. I…can’t remember anything. I don’t know who or where I am. Looking around, I see I am just on the edge of some wooded area. There are scuff marks all around me, as if something was dragged here, and footprints leading away and into the woods suggest someone took off in a hurry. I cough, spitting out dirt that had caked in my mouth. Gross.
By Elle Lunak5 years ago in Horror
Run
Run. It was the first thought in her head in the morning, and the last thought on her mind before she allowed herself to fall into a restless, fitful sleep every night. Had life ever been different? If it ever was, Sheila didn’t remember it. Even more than the taste of ice cream, she’d forgotten what it had felt like to ever be safe.
By Shawn Wells5 years ago in Horror
The candle in the window
So everyone in long island knows about Mary's grave and her house. If you pass by the house at night however many people are in the care that's how many candles are in the window. It's wild and I've experienced it. One day I decided to poke around the house to see if I sensed anything or could see anything there. I had planned to get there early in the day but unfortunately there were things that stopped me from getting there when I wanted. I finally got there a little bit before the sun would even start to set.
By Lena Bailey5 years ago in Horror
The Wicked Wheat
Summer ended too quickly. The night air was seasonably cool but pleasantly comfortable. As the full moon sat gloriously in the sky, sounds of crickets filled the town of Ashton. It had personality as well as a reputation too. The town had been able to survive some good times and even the worst of times decades ago.
By MICHELLE SHAAY 5 years ago in Horror
The Watcher in the Trees
A raven screeched it’s harsh and raspy cry from a perch in the bare trees above my head, causing me to flinch and freeze mid-step. A quiet wind wove through the trees and carried the sound with it, distorting it the farther away it travelled. My head snapped up to the offending creature, its own head cocking to the side as it met my glare; my hazel eyes narrowing. Even though it was a good ten feet above me, I could still see the gleam of crimson in its beady gaze.
By Nev Grace5 years ago in Horror
To Fill the Emptiness
It was another lonely night for Gladys Foster, and she found herself tunneling down another internet rabbithole. She would later remark on how normal it all seemed, how deceptively usual.
By J. Deschene5 years ago in Horror