psychological

Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.

A Little Nightmare
The night draped over me like a heavy shroud, pulling me into its embrace as I surrendered to the sweet oblivion of sleep. As my eyelids fluttered shut, the world around me dissolved into darkness, and I found myself slipping into the labyrinth of dreams.
By Albinus Sahat Lumban Gaol2 years ago in Horror
The House of the Deer. Content Warning.
When I was a kid, I loved nothing more than going to sleep. Getting into a favorite pair of my pajamas and cuddling under the covers. Listening to stories that my Dad would tell me until my eyes drifted shut. Dreaming of either the stories themselves or being the hero in them. Or dreaming of things that were so much fun. Stuff that I can’t really recall now that I’m an adult. All I know is that I felt safe and loved during them.
By Raphael Fontenelle2 years ago in Horror
Tears of the Cicada
The priest’s footsteps echo down the hall a shy louder than the cicadas outside. I relish in their annoying screeching. It takes me back to when I was a kid scraping my knee, falling off my bike, or getting slapped by Bridgette Stanley for trying to look up her skirt. Yea those were much simpler pains than what’s coming next. “Excuse me Thomas, I’m Fr. Atwood and I’m here for your final confession if you wish my son.” A frail old balding white priest says to me with his hands clasped together. He’s wearing a wholesome smile and the usual all black priest get-up with a tight clerical collar. “Nawh, Fr. Atwood what’s the point of it all? The lord knows what I done, and he knows I’m sorry. Telling you ain’t gonna do nothing but waste both our time. And I ain't got much of that left.” The holy man just smiles, nods and waves goodbye. “I’ll be praying for you, my son.” He says as he turns to walk away. His shuffling feet go silent and leave me to the song of the cicadas and yelling inmates yelling their goodbyes.
By Kenneth Boutte2 years ago in Horror
Reed Alexander's Horror Review of 'Prometheus' (2012)
Seriously shocked that I never reviewed this movie. It's the kind of movie that misses its own point so badly that a critic can easily take a big wet bite out of it.
By Reed Alexander2 years ago in Horror
Chilling ghoststory. AI-Generated.
Once upon a time in a small village tucked away in the countryside, there was a chilling ghost story that had been passed down through generations. The villagers spoke in hushed tones about the mysterious figure that haunted the old abandoned mansion at the edge of the village. Some said they had seen a shadowy figure lurking in the shadows, while others claimed to hear whispers and eerie footsteps echoing through the empty halls. The legend said that the mansion had once belonged to a wealthy family who had mysteriously disappeared one fateful night. It was said that their spirits lingered in the mansion, unable to rest in peace until they found the truth behind their untimely demise. Many brave souls had attempted to uncover the secrets of the mansion, only to never be heard from again. One dark and stormy night, a young woman named Amelia dared to venture into the mansion, determined to unravel the mystery once and for all. As she stepped through the creaking doorway, a cold chill ran down her spine as she felt the presence of the restless spirits surrounding her. Despite her fear, she pressed on, guided by an unexplainable force that drew her deeper into the heart of the mansion. As she explored the dusty rooms and cobweb-covered corridors, she stumbled upon a hidden staircase leading down into the depths of the mansion. With trembling hands, she descended into the darkness, her heart pounding in her chest as she knew she was getting closer to the truth. Suddenly, a faint light flickered in the distance, illuminating a cryptic message etched into the wall. It read, "Beware the curse that binds us to this place. Only one with a pure heart can set us free." Amelia's breath caught in her throat as she realized the gravity of the situation. She knew she had to confront the spirits and face whatever fate awaited her. As she reached the bottom of the staircase, she found herself standing in a dimly lit chamber, surrounded by the ethereal figures of the long-lost family. Their eyes bore into her soul, filled with sorrow and longing for release. With a trembling voice, she spoke, "I am here to help you find peace. Please show me the way." To her surprise, the spirits began to communicate with her, guiding her through a series of clues and puzzles that would lead to the truth behind their disappearance. As she pieced together the fragments of the past, a heartbreaking tale of betrayal and revenge unfolded before her eyes. The family had been torn apart by jealousy and greed, leading to a tragic end that had bound their spirits to the mansion for eternity. Amelia's heart ached for the lost souls, and she vowed to help them find closure, no matter the cost. With determination and courage, she delved deeper into the mystery, facing challenges and obstacles that tested her resolve. In the end, she uncovered the final piece of the puzzle, unlocking the spirits' eternal rest and freeing them from their torment. As the spirits faded away into the light, a sense of peace washed over the mansion, and the once-dark halls were filled with a warm glow. The villagers whispered in awe of the brave young woman who had laid the ghosts to rest, forever cementing her place in their hearts as a hero of legend. And so, the ghost story of the haunted mansion became a tale of redemption and forgiveness, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope for those who dare to face their fears and confront the unknown. Let this story serve as a beacon of light in the darkness, inspiring others to seek out the truth and find peace in the face of adversity. For ghosts may haunt the living, but it is the living who hold the power to set them free.
By Anbarasi2 years ago in Horror
The Real And Terrifying Injury Caused On The Set Of "The Exorcist"
The 1973 horror classic "The Exorcist," directed by William Friedkin, is renowned not only for its chilling storyline and groundbreaking special effects but also for the numerous eerie and harrowing incidents that occurred during its production. Among the most startling stories from the set is the injury sustained by Linda Blair, the young actress who played the possessed girl, Regan MacNeil. This injury, which occurred while filming one of the movie's most iconic scenes, left a lasting impact on Blair and contributed to the film's legacy of being plagued by misfortune.
By Deji Akomolafe2 years ago in Horror
THE BLACKWOOD HORROR. Content Warning.
The Cursed Legacy of Blackwood House Deep in the heart of the foreboding woods, Blackwood House stood as a monolith to terror, its turrets and spires reaching towards the moon like skeletal fingers. The locals whispered tales of unspeakable horrors within its walls, where the mad and depraved Blackwood family had conducted twisted experiments and rituals. The wind howled through its halls, echoing the screams of the damned, each gust like the breath of a long-dead entity seeking release.
By Ibrahim Zainab2 years ago in Horror
Fairies hunt. Content Warning.
I'm intoxicated and making my way home through the forest trail at 2:30 in the morning! When there is a full moon and moonlight, the entire road is clearly visible. No one else passes through this route after evening the way I am headed. Although I don't typically travel this path at night, I've heard rumors that there are jinn spirits living in this woodland.
By Story Writer2 years ago in Horror
Real Silent Screams
Lydia stirred uneasily in her sleep, her subconscious mind dimly aware of the stillness that pervaded the room. It was April 5, 2024, the night of the Northeast earthquake. The clock on her nightstand read 12:45 a.m. The soft, rhythmic sound of her husband Mark's breathing filled the silence, a comforting presence beside her.
By Mike Taylor2 years ago in Horror
Echoes of the Haunted Manor
In the heart of the countryside, where the rolling hills stretched as far as the eye could see and the ancient forests whispered secrets of ages long past, there stood a manor unlike any other. It was known simply as Blackwood Manor a sprawling estate shrouded in mystery and legend, its crumbling façade a testament to the passage of time and the darkness that lurked within its walls.
By Michael smith2 years ago in Horror
The Note (Part 3). Content Warning.
The ride to the police station seemed a blur. Buildings, cars, and streetlights all passed by in a flash. They turned into a gated back lot and the Constables got out of the car walked around to the side door and pulled it open with a horrid squeal. As Eden went to step out onto the graying pavement, she recoiled. The Officer's face was rotting away, maggots and mealworms squirmed in and out of the black orifices that sunk into his blue-tinted skin, which peeled away like some sort of smoke-stained wallpaper. He looked like a rotted corpse that was suscept to some horrible fate leaning against the side of a rusted-out husk of a patrol car.
By Nicholas R Yang2 years ago in Horror
The Weeping Walls of Willow Creek
## The Sobbing Walls of Willow River The real estate agent fidgeted with a stack of polished leaflets, coughing nervously. "The previous owner mentioned something about...unexplained noises," she murmured, barely audible.
By Md. Sayhanul Arif2 years ago in Horror