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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 Depth
There it was. The lake where his little sister had drowned the previous year. The investigation had ruled her death a suicide but it was unlike her. Their father had brought her out to the cabin on the lake for her sixteenth birthday. He promised her he'd teach her how to fish and make traps. She was so excited but the first night, she left the cabin. She made her way to the water and never came back. Eleven months went by and her father couldn't handle the guilt anymore. He took his own life and left his son behind.
By Hunter Gronau4 years ago in Horror
Cocaine Hippos
Matt steers the pontoon boat under the canopy of multi-colored leaves as Hannah plays a podcast explaining how to rid yourself of a ghost. “When someone has a traumatic death or dies with powerful emotions, like anger, their energy signature attaches to something around them. Fire is the only way to rid-”
By Britt Blomster 4 years ago in Horror
The Vines
After years of drought, the vines dried up, kissing the ground. As the years passed, owners came and left, leaving the vineyard isolated and depressed. One day a young woman appeared, barefoot in a bohemian rose dress with fringe cascading from a shawl. Her wild red hair flowed and frizzed in the wind as she bent down and scooped dirt into her hands, thumbing the soil. Bringing the earth close to her freckle-accented face, she kissed it before giving it back.
By J.Galsgaard4 years ago in Horror
The Evil of Lake Love
You don’t walk along the shores of Lake Love at night. At least not alone, or if you want to make it to the morning. People laugh off the stories of those who have vanished beneath its surface, suddenly gone to the depths. Swimming accidents, silly teens messing about at night near the water, they say, and pretend it is not something else. Except, every now and then the person who goes missing is not a silly teen, nor someone who would be foolish around water.
By Sophie Jackson4 years ago in Horror
The Weight of Guilt
James had never seen the fog lay so low across the lake at the edge of town. Had he been so inclined, he would have considered it almost supernatural the way the whisps of air clawed at the mirrored surface. It did not part when he pressed through it, it was so dense. He could see only a metre in any direction, the rest of the water shrouded in a heavy grey. The cold bit at his exposed face and hands, and his breath was visible when he exhaled with effort; even though the water was still, the journey out into the middle of the lake was a long and exhausting one.
By Ian M. Williamson4 years ago in Horror
The Algorithm and the Bath Water
Jane’s eyes were protesting as if they had been captured by terrorists and forced to consume the blue light of a computer screen without blinking for a week. Maybe it had been a week. She clicked on the latest news article of a car rolling into a ditch on Hwy 70, telling herself she’d close her laptop in 5 minutes, half knowing that she would not.
By K.M. Linden4 years ago in Horror
Night of the Anti-Vaxxers
Once I'd regained my strength, I returned to the road. But before making it to the end of the parking lot, I started sweating. My underwear felt heavy and damp again, sticking to my legs like soggy swimsuit trunks. With the hot summer winds swirling around my body. Each step was heavy and laborious. Like walking through chest-deep water in a river current that pulled and pushed me at the same time. I heaved my suitcase up over my right shoulder onto my back. Gripped the guitar in my left hand, and kept trudging on toward my goal… to get vaccinated for Covid 19.
By Arlo Hennings4 years ago in Horror
