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The Vanishing Light: The Flannan Isles Mystery
I. The Island at the Edge of the World The Flannan Isles are a scatter of jagged rocks adrift in the cold Atlantic, some twenty miles west of Scotland’s Outer Hebrides. No trees. No towns. Just the scream of seabirds, the howl of wind, and the ceaseless crash of waves on stone. These islands, haunted by superstition and folklore for centuries, were once known to the locals as the “Seven Hunters.” Not exactly a name that screams safe weekend getaway.
By Veil of Shadows5 months ago in Horror
SEASON FINALE : The Black Lung Communion: How a Surgeon’s Journal Sparked a Demonic Outbreak
CHAPTER 9: THE WHITE SILENCE Consciousness returned not as a light, but as a suffocating weight. Liam’s first sensation was of pressure...a dense, pillowy mass crushing his chest, filling his mouth and nose. Panic flared, primal and blind. He thrashed, but his limbs were pinned, heavy as stone.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Horror
Life, Death and the Decay
As the world now stood in ruins all around, and the dead now rising on their own; Victoria Frankenstein found herself amongst a treasure trove. Consumed by obsession with life, death and everything decay, the apocalypse had brought her obsession to a head. As a child she had grown to love everything from the ancient Egyptians to other cultures that believed in life after death and rising once more; and she was determined to find a way to not bring eternal life as others were after, but to bring the dead back to life. Victoria was an odd child no doubt, but she had her friends, nevertheless.
By Alina Anthony5 months ago in Horror
Run Is A Sci-Fi Movie That Knows A Broken Heart Is Scarier Than Aliens by NWO Sparrow
I am so tired of watching people just be scared of aliens. It is not that the screaming and the running is not fun. It is. But after a while, it all blends together. The fear is generic. The hero is just trying to live. There is no texture to it.
By NWO SPARROW5 months ago in Horror
The Last Message in the Rain – Part 8: The Final Echo
Elara stood in the clearing, the rain now a soft drizzle, as if the storm itself had lost its fury. The house—what was left of it—lay in ruins behind her. Ashes and broken dreams were scattered across the earth, the memories of a past she’d tried so hard to escape.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Horror
The Last Message in the Rain – Part 7: Echoes of the Forgotten
The storm hadn't gone. It never truly left. If anything, it had grown fiercer, thrashing against the walls of the house like a beast trying to claw its way inside. Elara stood on the porch, the wind biting at her skin, her heart pounding with a frantic rhythm. She had broken free from the attic. She had faced the darkness, and yet, now it felt like the past was refusing to let go.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Horror
The Last Message in the Rain – Part 4: Shadows of the Past
The storm was a beast that night, its fury lashing against Elara’s home with a force she had never felt before. The thunder rumbled through the hills like some ancient, forgotten warning, and each flash of lightning fractured the darkness, casting jagged shadows across her kitchen floor.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Horror
