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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.
Massive Damage: Chapter 2
CHARLIE GRABS HIS SISTER AND PUT HER IN A WHEELCHAIR AND GOES THROUGH THE HALLWAY WITH HER AND GOES THROUGH THE FIRE EXIT AND THE NURSE/ WORSHIPER IS FOLLOWING HIM AND START RUNNING WITH THE WHEELCHAIR OUTSIDE AND THE GRANDFATHER SHOOTS THE NURSE IN THE BACK. SHE TURNS AROUND PISSED AND JUMPS ON TOP OF THE GRANDFATHER AND STARTS CLAWING HIM UP.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 1
IN 1983, ON THE DARKEST NIGHT OF THE YEAR WITH THE FULL MOON BRIGHTEN UP THE SKY. TWO LITTLE GIRLS ARE SLEEPING PEACEFULLY UNTIL THEIR FATHER COMES TO THE ROOM DRAGGING THEM OUT THE ROOM TO GET THEM OUT THE HOUSE WHILE TRYING TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE THEIR MOM IS BEING THROWN AROUND BY AN UNSEEN FORCE THAT IS TRYING TO POSSESS HER THE CHILDREN ARE FRIGHTENED BY THEIR MOTHER’S SITUATION AND DON’T KNOW WHAT GOING, AND THE FATHER IS DRAGGING THEM TOWARDS DOOR AND OPENS AND SEES A FIELD OF PEOPLE OUTSIDE INCLUDING THE KIDS GRANDMOTHER WHO COMES TOWARDS THE HOUSE AND GRABS THE FATHER FROM HIS KIDS.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
Boxed In
Gusts of wind swirled the front doorstep of a quaint suburban home in the small town of Joelton. Autumn leaves were whisked away from the brick landing of the fourth house on the left of Market Drive. The home was a wholesome blue-grey, two-story contemporary farmhouse with white trimming, a large oak door, and dark blue shudders. A black drone with four articulating rotors hovered over the concrete landing, carrying a large package. It lowered the package to the ground and a unison of clicks could be heard as the drone released the box. After allowing it to settle, the drone navigated to the door, and with robotic precision, rang the doorbell. It then quickly backed itself out from under the awning and disappeared into the skyline.
By Kal Jordan3 years ago in Horror
The Fireplace
There’s something living in my fireplace. The ancient thing hasn’t worked since we moved in, and I imagine it’s been decades since a real flame scorched the insides of the cinder block chimney. Although, the blackened space where logs once rested is evidence that it did, indeed, once upon a time burn red and orange. Now, the only signs of life coming from the old fireplace, is an occasional spider emerging from the cobweb laden hearth. That was of course, until I started hearing the noises.
By Andrew Perkins3 years ago in Horror
The President's Chair
Stage Right: Interior, apartment living room. A man sits slouched on a loveseat facing a TV screen. He is wearing a headset. The muffled sound of yelling tells us that his volume is louder than necessary. The coffee table is filled with books that vary in thickness. Along the back wall we see a light through a door frame with the sound of pots and pans rattling and a woman's voice humming.
By Ethan J Bearden3 years ago in Horror
Ani-Murder
To Baby Esther, the original Betty Boop. 1 Los Angeles, California. 1936, 8:30 AM. Eleanor Bailey sits in an office of Walters’ Toon Studios. She takes a drag from the cigarette betwixt her cartoon fingers. Exhaling, adding more to the smoke that was already floating around the room.
By Mike Mantsourani3 years ago in Horror
The Vampire in the Window
A peculiar man crosses the street in the dark. This far out in the country there are no lamp posts for comfort or guidance. No cars cut through the ink with their headlights far this part of the world is quiet sleepers who turn to their pillows early in the afternoon. So, he moves as a shadow under the moonlight, caught only by the distant porch lights of other houses.
By Laura Lann3 years ago in Horror
A Favor for a Friend
Caleb heard a soft buzz outside of his window. He slightly opened the blinds to see. A small mechanical drone was dropping off the package. It teetered slightly as the wind pushed it, but found its proper path onto his porch. Caleb stepped outside onto his front porch and looked down at the package.
By J.D. Brooks3 years ago in Horror
An Unexpected Gift
Chris saw the drone flying away from his apartment and raised an eyebrow. He hadn't ordered anything, certainly nothing that a drone would deliver, and he came up the stairs two at a time before his crackhead neighbors came out to steal it. Calling them crackheads might have seemed a little disparaging, but Chris had actually come home and found them smoking crack on the front porch, so he thought it more than fair. The Palm Breeze weekly rentals were far from posh, but they were the best he could afford. Chris had a dead-end job that barely paid him minimum wage and hardly worked him part-time these days. He was behind on his rent, looking at ramen noodles for dinner again, and, if he was lucky, he might get halfway through tonight's football game before they shut his cable off.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
To Alice, Love John
The box arrived early Friday morning before work, cheerful ding of her doorbell alerting her to the arrival. And while such deliveries weren’t unheard of, Alice paused at the sight of the one square foot cube of cardboard that had her heart suddenly racing.
By Patti Larsen3 years ago in Horror
