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Still Waters
Hank walked his rounds like he did every night. He started in the living areas, kitchen, break rooms, and such. There were a few people in break room C, a pallid man in his mid-fifties with a coffee stain on his lab coat and a stern-looking woman with her salt and pepper hair pulled up into a tight bun, her lab coat was the very picture of tidy. She had been stirring her coffee absentmindedly as she read what he assumed were very important reports on her tablet. Neither had said a word to Hank as he moved through the cavernous break room, though the man had nodded silently to him as he passed. Hank didn’t really fault them; guns made a lot of people nervous and in his time here he had noticed that seemed to go double for the science geeks. The next few floors of his rounds were no more exciting than the first, empty labs and server rooms, followed by the engineering floors. Nothing on them but machine rooms, climate control units, oxygen scrubbers, and massive amounts of plumbing snaking around the place. After that was the part of his rounds Hank dreaded. After that was The Lake.
By SirCrispix4 years ago in Horror
Space Vampire
He was looking at the night sky. It was clear, and all the stars glowed brighter than usual. The cold air blew and it brought chills with it. At first, the cold effect made sense, but then, he felt another wave, a colder wave; he remembered something. He remembered a story that his father told him when he badgered him, as kids do, to tell him something scary before going to sleep. Why something scary? He couldn't remember.
By Vuk Ivanovic4 years ago in Horror
The Garden
Pam and Tony were looking at houses. They'd been looking for two weeks. Three houses a day. This was how they chose to spend their vacation. Three houses a day and not a single one was worth making an offer. At least Pam didn't think so. Tony could have lived in almost any of them; but Pam was picky. The house had to be perfect.
By C. Rommial Butler4 years ago in Horror
Angler
In the small village of Dewport, there lives a silent man who stalks about town everyday, not making a sound. People have learned to walk the opposite way and never speak to him as he walks up and down the busy streets. People of the town gawk and stare as he passes by, for even though his mouth remains shut, there is something odd about his face. His lips jut out, as though they were puckering. His jaw is set forward, so it sticks out farther than his nose. His nose itself seems nonexistent, everyone looks, trying to find it, but no one has found it yet. His eyes are glassy, foggy, and unresponsive. Yet, the weirdest part about him is the spot. The spot, as townspeople have come to call it, is a small white dot on his forehead that shines in the night. Urban legend says that he lives by the deep lake, and children who are drawn to the light of the man go missing, never to be seen again. Because of this, the whole town has come to bring themselves and their children in by sunset.
By Arden Elise4 years ago in Horror
The Beal Inse
Women were bad luck on a voyage at sea. So it seemed to be true to Sophia Wainwright, daughter of Captain Bartholomew Wainwright of Ennis. She had never taken to her father’s ship or the sea itself really. Its movements made her stomach tighten in pain and there was nowhere to go. Endless days would pass with nothing to do but walk from one end of the ship to another. No matter how many quilts she sewed or how many little socks and toys she put together for the babies back home the hours would pass on slowly. She wished now to go anywhere even if it meant into the damn ocean. Tucked into the corner of her father’s study she squeezed her eyes shut as tightly as she could with hope to get some rest tonight.
By yanina maysonet4 years ago in Horror
Knowledge is Power
Fiddling with the locket in my hands, I sigh, remembering the Christmas I got it. Dad was still around back then. He told me he had picked it out himself, even though I knew mom had helped, but I didn’t want to ruin it for him. A heart-shaped locket wasn’t at the top of my list, however I still cherish it. I had planned on putting a picture of our dog and my parents in it. We never got that far. That was right before dad fell ill, before he lost his hair, his skin grew gaunt, and mom had to take me away.
By Celestia Morelle4 years ago in Horror
A Bump on the Head Goes a Long Way in James Wan’s ‘Malignant’
Horror cinema has frequently been misunderstood and dismissed by haughty cineastes. From the multitude of slasher clones and their countless cheaply made sequels, the genre has always been an easy mark for pretentious snobbery.
By MovieBabble4 years ago in Horror
