psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
GIRL ALONE
In the small town of Willow brook, nestled deep within the dense forests of the Pacific Northwest, there lived a lonely girl named Emily. With unkempt hair the color of midnight and eyes as deep and melancholic as the ancient trees surrounding her home, Emily was an enigma to the townsfolk. She dwelled in a dilapidated house at the edge of town, a place whispered about in hushed tones by those who dared to speak of it at all.
By Arafat Islam Durjoy2 years ago in Horror
FLIGHT OF FEAR
The sky was a blanket of darkness as the red-eye flight pierced through the thick clouds, bound for an unknown destination. Seatbelts clicked in unison as the passengers settled into their cramped quarters, eager to escape the monotony of their everyday lives. Among them was Sarah, a young woman with a penchant for adventure and a thirst for the unknown.
By Arafat Islam Durjoy2 years ago in Horror
Head and Shoulders Above. Content Warning.
Y’know, it wasn’t as if anyone would ever consider me a suspect for it. The building had been there longer than I’ve been alive, and they only recently decided to tear it down. I mean, my god, the cruelty of the man involved—everyone knew he was a pervert. It’s a wonder they even let him work there, for god’s sake. His clothes stank, he never shaved, and his hair dripped with grease and chlorinated water. My stomach flip-flops just remembering those awful lessons I was forced to endure with him.
By Mack D. Ames2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Briarwood Manor. Content Warning.
Briarwood Manor loomed in the middle of the countryside, a dilapidated mansion cloaked in mystery and horror. Rumors of horrific tragedies resonated throughout the halls. Despite the warnings, Sarah, a young photographer with a taste for the macabre, was captivated by the mansion's spooky charm. Determined to capture its haunting beauty on film, she descended into its depths one starry night.
By Jonathan Rose2 years ago in Horror
Skinny Sidney
Goodnight Was what Sidney heard from her mom before she drifted to sleep lan Sidney was in her dream, a field of wheat surrounded her and swayed in the wind creating a light smack as they hit each othe It was dusk from what she saw, the sun making the sky pinks and oranges fading to blue getting darker and darker as the warmth of the sun turned to cool, dry air.
By Shamshath Begam2 years ago in Horror
Whisker the cat
In the bustling workshop of Playtime Co., bathed in the warm glow of a setting sun, Lexi meticulously calibrated the final touches on her latest creation - a sleek, robotic cat named Whiskers. Unlike the mass-produced plushies adorning the factory floor, Whiskers was a unique blend of engineering and artistry. Its metallic body housed a sophisticated AI, capable of learning and adapting, while its expressive eyes and playful meows hinted at a spark of personality. Lexi envisioned Whiskers not just as a toy, but as a companion, one that could ignite children's curiosity and inspire them to learn through play.
By Hasan Sadiq2 years ago in Horror
Echoes of the Forgotten
In the heart of the ancient forest, where the shadows danced with the whispers of the wind, stood the abandoned mansion of the Hawthorne family. Its crumbling façade loomed ominously, a relic of a forgotten era cloaked in mystery and dread.
By Favour Omirin2 years ago in Horror
