psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
The Metal Man of Courtney Nevada
I'm a cop in Nevada for a tiny town of less than a thousand. Courtney Nevada doesn't have an actual police force, the mayor is usually whoever is the soberest at election time, and it's made up of retirees and people trying not to be noticed. It lies between Austin and Eureka, and the whole town is managed by a single officer, me. I live in Eureka, but three months out of the year I stay in the dingy little Palmer Inn and operate the emergency phone system. It's routed to my cell phone and when I'm not out on a call I can be found in my room watching TV, the Palmer actually gets really satellite TV.
By Joshua Campbell2 years ago in Horror
Echoes of the Past: Unveiling the Mystery of Harrow House
Introduction: The Enigma of Harrow House Nestled in the quaint village of Elmridge, Harrow House stood as a silent sentinel, its aged walls shrouded in an air of mystery. James, an aspiring writer, was drawn to this grand yet enigmatic estate, seeking solitude and a muse within its storied halls. As he crossed the threshold, he could not have foreseen that his summer retreat would soon become an expedition into the paranormal.
By Armand Hadife2 years ago in Horror
The Enigma of Dr. Adolf Ruth: A Quest for the Lost Treasure
High above the arid expanse of the Superstition Mountains in Arizona, where the scorching sun casts long shadows among jagged peaks, lies a tale of adventure, mystery, and the pursuit of untold wealth. It's a story that has drawn countless souls into the rugged terrain, seeking a treasure rumored to be guarded by unseen forces. In the heart of this unforgiving desert, Dr. Adolf Ruth, an unlikely adventurer, embarked on a quest that would unravel into a tale both captivating and ominous.
By Moses Mukuka2 years ago in Horror
The road girl. Content Warning.
Many are the dark roads that humans do not like to take, especially at night. These roads are either haunted by jinn and ghosts, or often filled with thieves and highwaymen. Today, we have a chilling horror story from a real-life stories website. Our story is titled "The Girl on the Road." We hope you enjoy it.
By Mesloub Iheb2 years ago in Horror
The Brain. Content Warning.
Brain He carefully removed the brain from the head of the corpse kept in the morgue and stitched the rest of the body in such a way that there is no way to understand that there is no brain in the skull. Dr. Sharif is almost proficient in these tasks. Whatever the accident case, he stole the brain and put it on the table in the secret room of his house. As soon as he opened the computer on the next table, some codes of binary digits appeared. By converting them to decimal, he got the location of the nine-digit code. He dipped the brain in a box of formalin and kept it as tomorrow's parcel. A total of three brains were collected. He finished his work like that day and went to sleep peacefully. Today is the day to send the parcel. Suddenly he entered the secret room and saw the computer automatically turning on and off. At first the matter seemed awkward, but as the brain delivery time approached, the computer was turned off from the main line and left for the destination of the code with the brains. Dr. Sharif left the parcels at a certain place and left for home, but as he did not return home, Dr. Sharif's wife Wasima wrote a missing diary.
By Md Abdullah2 years ago in Horror
You have no reflection in the mirror
Once upon a time, in the heart of a forgotten village named Eldermoor, where the ancient oaks stood sentinel and the moon cast eerie shadows, there existed a tale that transcended the boundaries of the living. This was no ordinary narrative; it was a short horror story etched into the fabric of Eldermoor's history, whispered from generation to generation.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
Forgotten Whispers: The Enigma of Mimaland's Haunted Legacy
When settled in the lavish slopes of Selangor, Malaysia, where the emerald vegetation once supported the giggling of families and the elating shouts of daredevils, presently stood the melancholic leftovers of Mimaland — a neglected carnival frozen in time. The reverberations of satisfaction and the chilling stories that stuck to its forlorn rides and disintegrating structures laid out a scary picture of a spot that had once been buzzing with the energetic tints of bliss.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror
A SCARY DOLL COMES TO LIFE
In the quiet town of Grimsville, where the streets were perpetually foggy, and the townsfolk whispered tales of the supernatural over cups of lukewarm tea, there sat an antique store that harbored an unspeakable secret. The sinister specter of Chuckles the Doll, a relic from a bygone era, waited patiently for the unsuspecting to cross its path.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
Still Life
Lisa tapped her foot gently back and forth between the table legs in the large conference room, tracing her fingers into the shape of hairy dicks under the table, counting down the clock for lunch while her boss, Barry, continued to drone on and on about graphs and financials. This meeting could have easily been an email rather than pulling all thirteen of the company’s employees into a stuffy room built for seven. She tried not to make it clear that she was bored up to her sweaty tits.
By Amos Glade2 years ago in Horror
A scene from a nightmare comes true the next day
In the quiet town of Dreadsville, where shadows whispered secrets and the moon hid behind ominous clouds, there lived a peculiar fellow named Edgar Nightly. Edgar was no stranger to peculiar dreams that danced on the edge of nightmares, but one fateful night, his subconscious took him on a journey so spine-chillingly absurd that he awoke in a cold sweat, hoping it was just a fleeting nocturnal oddity.
By Salman siddique2 years ago in Horror
Specters of Stone: Unraveling the Haunting Tale of Kellie's Castle
In the core of Malaysia's Perak state, settled in the midst of the verdant hug of tropical foliage, Kellie's Palace remains as a phantom sentinel, its story reverberating through the passages of time. This structural wonder, embellished with taking off turrets and a combination of Scottish, Moorish, and Indian impacts, tells a story of desire, misfortune, and the ethereal murmurs that torment its fragmented corridors.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror
