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One Morning, I Woke Up, and the World Was Empty. AI-Generated.
One morning, I woke up, and the world was empty. At first, I thought it was just another quiet dawn, the kind where the city was still asleep. The air was still, the early light casting golden streaks across my bedroom wall. But there was something unsettling—something wrong. The silence was unnatural, too deep, too absolute. The distant hum of traffic, the birds chirping outside, even the muffled sounds of a neighbor’s morning routine—all were gone.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Horror
Zvíkov After Dark: When the Castle’s Ghosts Awaken
Zvkov Castle is a stunning 13th-century medieval fortress in the Czech Republic's South Bohemian region. It rises majestically above the point where the Vltava and Otava rivers meet. Zvkov, also known as the "King of Czech Castles," has been through war, royal intrigue, and decay for centuries. However, it is also famous for being one of the most eerie places in the country. The castle's eerie legends and dark past have captivated visitors and paranormal enthusiasts for generations.
By Kyrol Mojikal11 months ago in Horror
The Whispering Walls
The ancient Victorian chateau on Empty Slope had stood deserted for decades. Its disintegrating exterior and congested cultivate were the stuff of neighborhood legend. Children challenged each other to approach its press doors, and youngsters whispered around the awful history of the family who once lived there. But for Clara, the house was more than a spooky tale—it was her unused domestic.
By Md. Shahriar Reza Shakil11 months ago in Horror
The Prison of the Mind. AI-Generated.
The first thing he noticed was the cold. It wasn’t a tangible kind of cold, not the sort that sent shivers down his spine or made his teeth chatter. It was the kind of cold that settled in his bones, in the very essence of his being, a silent whisper of dread that grew stronger with each passing second.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Horror
The Gateway of Shadows horror story
A long-forgotten alleyway was known as the Gateway of Shadows in the New England town of Black Hollow, deep in the misty valleys. It was a narrow, brick-lined passage hidden between two derelict buildings. Those who dared step into it at night spoke of strange whispers, a creeping chill, and the sensation of unseen eyes watching from the dark. Some people said it was cursed, while others said it was just superstition. Emma Reynolds, an investigative journalist with a fascination for urban legends, had come to Black Hollow to write a piece on the eerie alley. She had talked to the locals all afternoon, but they were reluctant to talk about it. The silence was finally broken by an old man at the only diner in the town. “It doesn’t lead anywhere,” he muttered, stirring his coffee with a shaking hand. "Not in your way of thinking. You enter the building and, with luck, exit again. If you are not...” He stopped speaking and refused to elaborate. Emma decided that night to go to the Gateway of Shadows, despite her doubts and curiosity. To keep track of everything, she brought a flashlight, a notebook, and her phone. She stood in front of the alley's entrance at 11:45 p.m. A single person could barely fit through the narrow passage. The bricks were damp with moss, and the ground was uneven with cracks. A musty, decayed scent lingered in the air.
By Masaddeque al Shishir11 months ago in Horror
She Said She’d Be Back—But Never Came Home. Content Warning.
Precisely, individuals, who are missing out, and have announced their to return home but never do are robots and pose an existential threat to personal and community mental health. The phenomenon of missing people does not only shake the direct family and friends but also covers social, psychological, and criminological issues. Such a void in which there is no closure leads to a state of ambiguity continuing for a long time; such process of grief becomes especially stressful. The meeting aims at exploring the multifaceted process of this phenomenon and the psychological problems, investigation difficulties and its social influence it brings.
By Ratnadeep Mandrekar11 months ago in Horror
The Last Train Passenger
The Last Person on the Train Rahul looked at his wristwatch. 11:45 PM. He arrived late. The last train would leave in five minutes. He would spend the night in this deserted town if he missed it. His frantic sprint through the dimly lit platform echoed in the eerie silence. Except for a few flickering tube lights and an elderly station master resting at his desk, the station was empty. Unusual stillness permeated the air. There were no passengers, no announcements, just an unsettling silence. He heard the distant horn of an approaching train as Rahul ran. The final train. The train's wheels were slamming into the rusty tracks as it sped into the station. With a loud creak, the doors opened.
By Niranjon Chandra Roy11 months ago in Horror
