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No Signal
No Signal The road stretched endlessly before them, a ribbon of asphalt winding through dense forests shrouded in mist. Anna gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white. Beside her, Ryan fiddled with the map on his phone, squinting at the screen as if sheer willpower could coax the device to load.
By Himansu Kumar Routrayabout a year ago in Horror
The Possessed Christmas Tree
The Anderson family had never been big on traditions, but this Christmas, they decided to change that. After years of rushing through the holiday, they agreed to go all in—decorating their home, baking cookies, and finally, buying a real Christmas tree. They found the perfect one at a local lot, a grand, lush fir with the kind of symmetry that made it look almost… too perfect.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
The Christmas Mirror
The McAllister family was thrilled to be spending Christmas in their newly purchased Victorian house. The old home, nestled on the outskirts of town, came with creaky floorboards and drafty windows but exuded an undeniable charm. This year’s holiday promised to be perfect, with snow gently falling outside and the scent of fresh pine wafting through the air.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
The Haunted Christmas Carol
The small town of Winter Hollow was known for its picturesque snow-covered streets, cozy cottages, and annual Christmas festival. Every December, the town choir performed carols in the town square, a tradition that had persisted for over a century. This year, however, the choir decided to introduce something new—a recently unearthed, handwritten carol found in the town’s archives.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
The Christmas Lights That Lured Them
The first snowfall of December blanketed Maple wood, a quaint suburban neighborhood known for its extravagant Christmas displays. Every house on Evergreen Lane was adorned with twinkling lights, inflatable Santas, and glowing reindeer. It was a tradition—a friendly competition to see who could outshine their neighbors. This year, however, something felt different.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
The Haunted Mansion
It was a dark and stormy night when the young couple, Sarah and Michael, decided to explore the abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town. The rumors of the mansion being haunted had always intrigued them, and they couldn't resist the opportunity to investigate.
By VETTI BOYSabout a year ago in Horror
The Wreath That Whispers
It started innocently enough. The Hollis family, eager to outdo their neighbors in holiday cheer, stumbled upon an antique store on the edge of town. Tucked away in a dusty corner, surrounded by faded ornaments and tarnished silver bells, was a large Christmas wreath. Its evergreen branches seemed impossibly fresh, adorned with crimson ribbons and small, intricately carved wooden ornaments. A brass tag at the bottom read, “Timeless Cheer.”
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
Silent Night, Sinister Night
It was a snowy Christmas Eve in the quiet town of Frostvale. The air was filled with the sound of cheerful carolers, children laughing, and sleigh bells jingling. Yet, something darker lurked beneath the town's festive glow.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
The Hidden Voice
The Hidden Voice A Quiet Town Nestled in the heart of the countryside, Brookwood was the kind of town that seemed to exist outside of time. The houses stood in neat rows, their white fences bright against the green of the lawns. There were no bustling city streets or loud noises here. The only sounds were the chirping of birds, the rustle of leaves, and the occasional low murmur of a conversation between neighbors.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Horror
The Christmas Doll That Watched Me Sleep
Christmas had always been my favorite time of year. The lights, the songs, the magic—it all felt like stepping into another world. This year was no different. Snow blanketed the streets, and our home smelled of pine needles and cinnamon. But this Christmas brought something else. Something I’d never forget.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror
The Real Haunted Story Of The Algonquin Resort
They clustered together around the tunnel entrance to the ancient staff quarters, listening to the Kilted Tour Guide tell a story of a previous employee who continued to work long after his shift was done. There were over 50 individuals in this particular group. There was a gathering of individuals who owed an awed as the narrative of the night watchman, who paces the grounds as he did in life, was recounted inside the cramped confines of the chamber.
By TheNaethabout a year ago in Horror
The Christmas Mirror
The first snow of the season blanketed the quaint town of Evergreen Falls, coating its cobblestone streets and Victorian-style houses in a soft, white glow. Among the holiday bustle, a small antique shop named Yesterday’s Treasures stood out, its window displays filled with vintage ornaments, dusty snow globes, and faded porcelain figurines.
By Modhilrajabout a year ago in Horror