psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
World famous ghost photos
1. Girl sitting on the grave In 1991, the photo "Girl sitting on the grave" appeared in a series of American newspapers, including the prestigious newspapers Chicago Sun-Times and National Examiner, as proof of the mysterious existence of a mysterious world. surreal spiritual world.
By Ken Daklak2 years ago in Horror
Chilling 13 true stories scarier than horror movies
A 17-month-old baby biting a poisonous snake to death, mysterious human blood in a playhouse, a dead person coming back to life, a man with two faces,... are scary and mysterious true stories. After reading this, you will definitely believe that movies are never as scary as real life.
By Ken Daklak2 years ago in Horror
The Watcher in the Garden.
It happened again last night - the recurring nightmare that never fails to haunt me. I was floating, like a ghost, watching my younger self having a picnic under the old apple tree in our backyard garden. Miniature me looked so carefree, not knowing the terrors that lurked in the future.
By Tanya Doolin2 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Shadows (Part III) . Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The Whispering Shadows: A Mystery in Three Parts Part III: The Last Disclosure The dull figure lingered inauspiciously, its structure moving and twirling as though made out of unadulterated shadow. Evelyn and Marcus, still up in the air to uncover the last mysteries of Ravenswood. The Murmuring Shadows were as of now not simply a legend; they were a substantial danger that should have been defied.
By Ahmad Al Amin2 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Shadows (Part II). Content Warning.
The Whispering Shadows: A Mystery in Three Parts Part II: Echoes from the Past Evelyn’s heart pounded as she stood in the darkness, the chill of the chamber seeping into her bones. Marcus, the mysterious young man who had confronted her, was nowhere to be seen. The shadows seemed to whisper around her, their indistinct murmurs growing louder, more insistent. Summoning her courage, she groped for her flashlight and switched it on. The beam cut through the darkness, revealing the chamber’s eerie contents once more.
By Ahmad Al Amin2 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Shadows. Content Warning.
The Whispering Shadows: A Mystery in Three Parts Part I: The Enigmatic Arrival In the quaint, fog-draped village of Ravenswood, life moved at a leisurely pace, untouched by the hustle of the modern world. Nestled between ancient forests and a meandering river, the village had an air of timelessness. Its cobblestone streets, old-world charm, and whispered legends were all part of its enigmatic allure. The most enduring of these legends spoke of the "Whispering Shadows," a series of mysterious occurrences that had baffled the villagers for generations.
By Ahmad Al Amin2 years ago in Horror
Black Fog
The atmosphere seems to have warmed up a bit, but the thick fog is beginning to creep into the town. Initially, it was just wisps of mist floating in the air, but it gradually thickened, quickly enveloping every tree branch, blade of grass, and even the houses. Down at the foot of the mountain, faint amidst the mist, was the flickering glow of a fire from a house. In front of the house, the gate had collapsed from being hit by a large container truck.
By Thông Phạm2 years ago in Horror
Garden of Heresy. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: On the Eve of Death The clanging of the Jailor’s keys echoed throughout the dungeon. Torches flickered in the darkness. Footsteps on the cobbled floor mixed with chainmail plates beat out a steady rhythm. My eyes could not see much in the darkness of the Tower. As I was dragged with my hands and feet in chains, I could feel the eyes from my fellow cellmates watching the ritual of bringing in more prisoners. The guard’s fingers bit into my bruised skin. Blood dripped in a steady stream from the cuts on my head. An ebbing throb radiated across my body where fists, stones and whips had beaten me upon my arrest. I was on the verge of blissful sleep and yet it did not come. As I turned my head to look behind me, I saw her…The Angel of Death. A cruel creation of God placed upon this earth. A destroyer of so-called heresy…her name? Queen Mary I of England. My Angel of Death. My Punisher, My Persecutor, My Judge, Jury, and Executioner…
By Scott Grim2 years ago in Horror
The Secret
Once upon a time, in a town nestled between rolling hills and babbling brooks, there was a secret. But this wasn't just any old secret – no, sir, this was the kind of secret that had folks whispering in corners and staying up late at night, spinning wild tales under the stars.
By Syarifuddin Nursyamsu2 years ago in Horror
Kill the Dream. Content Warning.
“Hello! Hello nurse, anyone.” James Ripley pressed the help button from his hospital bed over and over, but there was no answer, so he started yelling for help. He saw he was in a hospital, but he didn’t know why or how he got there. He looked out the window and saw it was daytime, the sun was out, and a bird was sitting on a ledge outside. The television was on the news, the report talked about a horrible train derailment that killed forty people, injured over one hundred and the police were still going through the wreckage looking for survivors or the dead.
By Robert Kegel2 years ago in Horror
