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Eternally Checked In: The Dreadful Secrets of Indonesia's Haunted Hotels
In the heart of Indonesia, a land known for its vibrant cultures and lush landscapes, there exists a collection of hotels that defy the conventional norms of hospitality. Beyond their opulent facades and lavish interiors, these establishments hold dreadful secrets—phantom guests who never truly check out. Welcome to the world of Indonesia's haunted hotels, where luxury meets the macabre.
By Adrian Wordsmith2 years ago in Horror
Ghostly Whispers
Chapter 1: The Ominous Melody It was a Sunday night when we heard it—the haunting tune drifting through our new home.* My father stopped the movie, his face etched with confusion. "What's going on here?" He searched every room, finding nothing. No little girl who could've produced that singsong voice. Just emptiness. The song was barely audible, yet it terrified us. You see, the sound of a child singing is only frightening when you know yours is the sole family living there. Dad gave up searching as the singing ceased. Though it lasted only minutes, the melody continued echoing through my mind in the days that followed. I've never been able to hear that song, or watch that movie, again without feeling a chill down my spine. There was a helplessness in the air that night, like some unseen darkness had seeped into our home when we weren't watching. Chapter 2: The Night Terror A few nights later, I awoke to screams. Mother's screams. Father comforting her, beckoning my sister and I into their room. "Sleep in your grandmother's room tonight," he urged. "It's the only one without windows on the second floor." In the morning, Mother recounted her nightmare: A frantic search through the house for the ghostly singer, concluding with a scream and a pale, eyeless face grinning at her through the bedroom window. My father had awoken to find Mother convinced the girl was still there, watching her. Waiting. While our previous supernatural encounters were few, we'd never experienced anything like this. But now we felt certain some sinister presence had invaded our home. My parents seemed to age a decade in just a few weeks. The mounting stress compounded Father's financial worries and kept us all on edge. We began dreading sundown, when the entity grew bold. Chapter 3: The Intruder It happened at dusk a few days later. Carrying my laptop to the dining room, I spotted from the corner of my eye a hunched white figure on the table. I froze as a sharp cackle broke the silence. Slowly, I made out the form of a young girl in a tattered dress, legs bent at impossible angles, smile stretching unnaturally wide. My heart hammered as she stood, rising taller and taller until hunkering down to avoid the ceiling. Then came the urge to call for Mother. But Mother wasn't there. My sister arrived instead, causing the apparition to vanish. Still, I felt comforted having channelled Mother in my moment of primal fear. They say ghosts can't hurt you, but this one was destroying Mother bit by bit. Her sleepless nights spent sensing its presence warped her mind and spirit until she ultimately snapped. Chapter 4: The Breaking Point Three months had passed, and the occurrences multiplied. Objects misplaced. Strange sounds in the night. Mother's mental state deteriorating. The apparition itself began materializing more frequently, sporting rotted skin and vacant eyes. I'll never forget arriving home one evening to the news of Mother's suicide. She had locked herself in a room to escape that thing's reach. As my sister discovered her body, I learned she had struggled to open the door against unseen forces moments earlier. And on that doleful night, our spectral tormentor laughed. We were alone. So alone. Relatives blamed us, unaware of the true cause. Would anyone believe a spirit was responsible? Stigma around suicide muddied perceptions. In isolation, the creature grew stronger, now demonstrating a fascination with my sister. Personal items went missing or appeared damaged. It gave us no respite. No sanctuary. Chapter 5: The Cleansing Desperate, we decided to enlist the church's help. A priest and elderly woman arrived to bless the home. But the darkness lingered after they left. Past midnight, a knock roused us from restless slumber. The woman had returned—to truly listen. Her compassion drew out our full story, ending in tearful catharsis. She promised to help however she could. At dawn, she returned with religious tokens and an exorcist. He expressed particular concern over the suicide, troubled that some evil presence had physically influenced the event. After purifying our home, the weary man confessed his age prevented battling our feared phantom. Nonetheless he pledged to keep trying, as many times as needed. We enjoyed three days peace. Then it started again. Objects displaced. Strange sounds. Mother's disembodied screams piercing the silence. The infestation seemed to spread. We have witnessed twelve entities now. Five arrived after sharing our account. Perhaps that was unwise, but we felt so alone. We needed someone to believe us. To help us. Now my uncle lies hospitalized, having rushed recklessly into the house one harrowing night. Even he heard Mother's cries echoing from that cursed dwelling. The neighbors avoid us too, frightened by unnatural forces they cannot comprehend. I apologize for keeping details vague, but this remains deeply painful. I appreciate you taking the time to understand our plight. Your support eases our isolation. Perhaps if I do not write again, it will mean this haunting has finally ended, and we are at peace.
By Liglis Rodríguez2 years ago in Horror
The Forbidden Clearing
The night was cold and moonless, the darkness swallowing the world around me as I ventured deeper into the dense, foreboding forest. The eerie silence was only broken by the sound of my own footsteps, which echoed ominously through the trees. I had always been drawn to the unknown, seeking the thrill of the supernatural, and tonight was no different. Little did I know, this would be a night I would never forget.
By Aaric Nilan2 years ago in Horror
3 Spooky Halloween Decorations
As the nights grow longer and a mysterious chill settles in the air, the world undergoes a transformation. Shadows lengthen, and whispers of ghostly tales dance on the breeze, for Halloween is creeping nearer. It's that magical time of year when the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the line between the living and the supernatural blurs. In this twilight season, the art of decoration takes a thrilling turn, inviting the eerie and the macabre into our homes and hearts.
By Nick Wandersee2 years ago in Horror
The Art of Necromancy. Content Warning.
Introduction Necromancy, a term that has fascinated and terrified people throughout history, is the practice of communicating with the dead or manipulating the spirits of the deceased. Often portrayed in literature and popular culture as dark and sinister, necromancy has a rich and complex history that extends across cultures and centuries. In this article, we will explore the concept of necromancy, its historical roots, cultural variations, and its portrayal in modern media.
By Prince Ajavon (Ace)2 years ago in Horror
31 Spooky Things To Do This October. Top Story - October 2023.
It’s October 1st, which means that it is undeniably the beginning of the spooky season! There are so many ways to celebrate Halloween, from the adorable to horrifying. If you are looking for some inspiration to get into the haunting spirit, check this list of 31 things you can do this October. Happy Halloween!
By Crysta Coburn2 years ago in Horror
Bali's Mystical Monkey Forest: Unveiling the Haunting Enigma
Deep within the heart of Ubud, Bali, where emerald rice terraces descend into shadowy abysses, there lies a place both enchanting and horrifying—the Monkey Forest Sanctuary. Towering banyan trees, their gnarled roots intertwining with ancient stones, form a sinister canopy under which malevolent macaques roam unrestrained. To the uninitiated, it appears an Eden, but those who dare to tread here know it conceals eerie legends, murmured secrets, and bone-chilling encounters.
By Adrian Wordsmith2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Hollow Grove
In the heart of a forgotten town called Hollow Grove, shrouded in dense forest and shrouded in perpetual fog, stood an ancient palace with a dangerous history. Known locally as Ravenwood Manor, the mansion casts a striking silhouette against the moonlit sky. Its dark, twisted architecture seemed to beckon the curious, daring them to enter its deserted halls.
By Jone Likhon2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Hollowbrook Manor
In the heart of the dense, foreboding woods stood an ancient mansion, shrouded in mystery and fear. Hollowbrook Manor, as it was known, had a sinister reputation that hung over it like a curse. Its windows were dark voids, its walls crumbling, and its once-majestic towers loomed menacingly against the moonlit sky. For decades, whispers of unspeakable horrors had echoed through the nearby village, tales of a malevolent spirit that haunted the manor and all who dared to enter.
By matthew ilabija2 years ago in Horror
