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When the Dead Walked
The world as I knew it ended the day the dead began to walk. It started small, almost unnoticed—a strange virus spreading through remote villages, isolated cases reported on the news. At first, it seemed like another headline to scroll past, a weird flu, a localized epidemic. But then the reports escalated: people attacking their friends and family with unnatural ferocity, bodies reanimating after death, relentless and hungry.
By Hamad Haider5 months ago in Horror
Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor
Season 1 Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor Chapter 1 The wind howled its mournful song, a dirge for the dying day and the ancient secrets it stirred. Eldoria Manor stood silhouetted against a bruise-purple sky, a monolithic scar on the horizon, its skeletal chimneys clawing at the clouds. Locals whispered of its blight, of the unspeakable acts that stained its foundations, but for Professor Alistair Finch, a seasoned parapsychologist with more skeptical victories than genuine encounters, Eldoria represented a new kind of challenge .. a legacy he couldn't afford to ignore.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Horror
You Think Everyone on These Crowded Streets is Human?
Part 1: The Rules of the Road Some stories are told in the dead of night, whispered over the rumble of a diesel engine, tasting of cheap cigarettes and the vast, lonely darkness of the open road. This is one of them.
By SupernaturalEast5 months ago in Horror
My life was cursed with four trials. The last one was at Narita Airport.
My life has been defined by a prophecy. When I was three years old and dying, my grandmother carried me to a temple on Mount Putuo, a sacred site for Guanyin, the Bodhisattva of Compassion. A wise old abbess told her that my life was not written in the stars; it was a gift, stolen from fate by Guanyin herself. But such gifts come with a price. I would face four great trials—four moments where fate would try to reclaim me. They would come at ages three, thirteen, twenty-three, and thirty-three. Each one would be harder to survive than the last.
By SupernaturalEast5 months ago in Horror
The Curse of the Sunken God: A True Tale of Suspense from the Guizhou Karst Abyss
Part 1: The Curse of the Sunken God There are stories you hear that burrow under your skin and stay there, cold and wriggling. This is one of them. It’s not my story—not originally—but it found its way to me, and now I feel compelled to pass its chill on to you. It all started a few weeks ago, when I went to visit my old friend, Lao Hei.
By SupernaturalEast5 months ago in Horror
Natural Insticts of the Basic Houseplant
“Good morning, Frank, my buddy. I got you some fresh coffee, careful because it is hot,” the gray-haired man with sausagy fingers dangling over my cubicle wall says to me. His voice is like the velvet bench at the center of your hometown strip joint.
By Amos Glade5 months ago in Horror
The House That Whispers
M Mehran The townspeople never went near the Holloway house after dark. Children dared each other to touch its rusted gate, teenagers whispered about the shadows in its windows, and old men swore they heard screams on moonless nights. But still, the house stood—quiet, rotting, waiting.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Horror
