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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.
A Train in a Zombie Apocalypse
The buzz of my phone shook every fiber of my being. I jolted straight and woke to an unknown and unfamiliar ceiling in a train—the lighting was only visible enough to see a couple of yards ahead of me. As I fought off the sleepiness in my eyes, I felt vibrations passing through the bottom of the floor and into my feet.
By Akshay Praveen4 years ago in Horror
The Conductor
Willie, the Engineer of the month for Amtrack, was peaceful for once. The sharp clack of metal on metal was soothing as he watched the Pacific Coast through the left window. It was far superior to the undeniable chaos that had followed him for the past week. Beads of water slid down the side of his can of Pepsi, daring him to take a sip. He refused.
By Shaeler Williams4 years ago in Horror
The Tree of Hands
Once upon a thing, There was a woman who sold things , things that are unknown of the eye, of the eye to see. She was a Black woman who we Believed to be a witch ; a witch hidden in the darkness of the town. She came around every blue moon, she was always seen at Dawn. One day this man went up to her to see what she was up to and she scared him away ; away he ran screaming . A man asked the man what had he seen and he said Hands, I seen Hands Fresh Hands. The man was Astonished; Astonished he was. The man ran to the town mayor and told him what he saw and the mayor sought out to find her. He was able to find her eventually, so he ran her out of town, At least he thought he did. At night it was believed that you could hear screams and screaming you could hear long, all night long . The mayor was sickened, sickened he was by all the screams. The mayor had put a sign up for the woman ,the woman he wanted because he was tired, tired of the woman. People would come to the mayor and tell the mayor what they saw. One lady said she saw blood, blood was what she saw but where , where did the blood come from they wondered. Every night there was a different scream and a different scream it was, but no sign of the woman ,the woman he wanted.The mayor tried to drown out the screaming, the screaming he tried but nothing ever worked. More and more screams were heard and more and more blood was seen and seen were more and more blood and screams. What can we do a man said what can we do to stop this from happening. What can we do please tell us and tell us please. But the mayor was distraught and distraught he was. The mayor didnt say anything because he thought he couldn't do anything, so he did nothing but wait and wait is what he had done until the lady came back to town. The lady still wasn't heard or seen. No more screams or blood was seen. The town was calm and calm the town was. The mayor still believed the she would be back and she will be back he believed. On a fresh , windy, sunny day the woman was back, and she was by a tree, a tree she was by. Another man came up to her and saw what she was doing and ran screaming ; screaming he ran , to the mayor again he went. But the lady wasnt there, there they stood looking at the tree. People describe it as Amazing and amazing it was . The woman came back to put more and more to the tree; and to the tree she put more. The mayor seen the woman and fled her away and the mayor looked at the tree and at the tree he looked. The mayor was devastated to the point where he cut the tree down and burned it to the ground; to the ground it went and burned. The mayor was satisfied; satisfied the mayor. To this day the woman was never seen but the tree, the tree was seen and seen the tree was, it had Hands, Hands it had. How was the tree there if the mayor burned it down? Was it magic or fate? You pick and choose and choose you pick. May we never know!
By Asiayona Transou4 years ago in Horror
Who Are You?
As I think back to my dream I was entirely scared because I was indeed convinced that it was real I finally decided to brush it off. I look over at my phone and see a text from Adam it said “ good morning beautiful, I hope you have a good day when can we see each other again “. As I read that message I am still very shocked and not knowing if I should text back or tell him it’s better to part ways. But me wanting to get reassurance texted him that we can meet for lunch today. I stood up from bed and walked around my room and make a checklist from the “dream” I had I remember he broke my window but it was completely intact, I remember taking a bath and indeed I did do that because I didn’t drain the water . But did the whole proposal actually happen to or was that a dream as well. I get ready for my lunch with Adam and meet him at a coffee shop . The first question I ask him is did we go to dinner last night I can’t remember very much . He then said no we did not we were supposed to but I never responded back to him . I quickly look back at my phone and in fact I never responded .
By Elizabeth Renteria4 years ago in Horror
Lavinia's Jar
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a light glowed in the window. Now, the first thing you need to know is, this wasn't just any old cabin. This was great uncle Jonjon's cabin, and if you've heard anything about him, you would know this was one cabin anyone with any sense in their head would keep away from like liquor on Sabbath day. No? You haven't? Well, let me keep talking, and I'll explain about him in due time.
By Nyssa Lyon4 years ago in Horror
The Man in the Basement
There’s a small town in the state of Michigan in the United States that almost nothing happens in. It’s your average small town, where everyone knows everyone else and it only takes five minutes to traverse the entire town – counting the rural area. If you live there, then you probably have your entire life. Your parents grew up there and before them your grandparents. You know the kind of town.
By Chelsey Dailey4 years ago in Horror
The Night Shift
It was the dawn of a new day all the employees had long since left their stations to be home with their families it was at this time that next shift takes over. The last shift gives the daily report of what had happened throughout the day eager to go home to get prepared for the next day. The story begins with our protagonist Sam, A nimble office worker who has no aspirations for a better life. Sam come on Duty for most likely the 100th time of the 100th day of the 10th year. They are accustomed to all the formalities that the Night Shift brings along with it including how to manage the floor and how to perform their tasks. This night however was different from the standard Nights they normally work. Sam got changed and hurriedly got busy already sitting behind a desk filing paperwork. As they sat behind filing more of the unchanging paperwork the lines start to blur and distort until they had finished the first stack. It was then at this rate our hero stands up to stretch. They had finished the work that they have normally done at the same pace they had for the last few years. Sam went to the breakroom where their bosses and co-workers normally congregate. To their surprise no one was in the breakroom today but easily shrugged of as a busy day. Upon sitting down at the desk once again and beginning to work Sam began to feel unable to focus. Sluggishly they had written out reports and closed accounts but as they continued. Sam lost traction until finally the took another break. It was at this time Sam need to stretch their legs; Sam went down to the desk where their friend works only to find them absent. As they were about to check to see if the boss knew anything about this. Sam caught a glimpse of the clock. It was midnight and not a second over. Sam then seeing they had not gotten any work done had began to make their way back to the desk as they begin filing once more. All that could be heard was the scribbling of a pen to paper. As Sam drew close to finishing the second stack, they noticed that the normal events the normally occur have not happened yet. The security officer had not walked by doing his walkaround and there was no sign of the janitor who had worked here far longer than anyone else could remember. Sam was steadfast they swore to themselves that things were not as they seemed. Sam looked around for any sign of sentient life in the office complex glancing out the office windows as she walked by. Only unlit darkness filled the outside space as they walked past the many windows of their office. Sam was determined to find the cause of their paranoia they looked through the rooms in the office even going so far as to look down at the main entrance for a security officer or receptionist. For a second, they even contemplated leaving but remained resolute that the hour was not ended. Sam looked at the clock on the and still reading midnight began to panic for Sam time had stood still not moving forward nor backward Sam attempted to leave but upon opening the front door all they could see was a deep dark void that as far as they could tell was all consuming. Sam had nothing to do aside from hyperventilating. In the many years they had preformed their job they had never ran into an obstacle like this. They try to remain positive before giving into complete denial. Nothing can be done except repeat the steps they had taken that had led them to this situation. Sam sat down at the desk and continued to stare off into space. Sam sat for what seemed like years at the dreary desk as soon as they completed paperwork more started to appear around the clock. As soon as they felt hungry food appeared in the office fridge with all her coworker’s names on it. when they needed water. Coffee was always ready and waiting Sam became accustomed to this new bleak life. As the eternal night drew on her coworkers watched as the once bright prospect became a zombie to their job Sam had become abstinent to the world around them life continued but Sam remained glued to their work. Year after year, Day after day, Night after night.
By Tadhg Burk4 years ago in Horror
