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 Ghosts of the RMS Queen Mary"
The RMS Queen Mary is a retired ocean liner that is now permanently docked in Long Beach, California and serves as a tourist attraction and hotel. Over the years, many people have reported experiencing strange and unexplained phenomena on the ship, leading to rumors of haunting and ghostly apparitions.
By BURN BRIGHT3 years ago in Horror
Doctor Winters Forgetfulness Clinic-My Uncle Trapped a Demon
"Mr. Pate, how are you today?" The man sitting across from her looked like he was doing quite poorly. Calling him a man might have been generous, Dr. Winter saw. He was a large teen, probably still in high school, but his face bore the look worn by inmates on death row. Though filled with melancholy, he had none of the trappings that usually accompanied children in their late teens. His arms bore none of the self-harm scars Winter usually found. He wasn't festooned in dark colors or piercings, and even his haircut was unassuming.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Rain. Content Warning.
Content Warning: Cosmic horror, tentacles. A wind had blown in from the sea in the night and brought with it storm clouds that closed over the city with the finality of a coffin lid. Rain waited patiently to fall, the upturned faces of the people scurrying from cover to cover waited anxiously for it, hoping that it would hold off just long enough. One upturned face in particular bit her lip and tried to guess exactly when the clouds would decide to let their load go.
By Alexander McEvoy3 years ago in Horror
Love's Last Stand
She always thought that they were meant to be together forever. They had the kind of love that made people envious. But as time passed, things began to change. He became more distant, less affectionate. She tried to talk to him about it, but he always had an excuse. She knew something was wrong, but she didn't want to face it.
By Sugey Berdugo (sugebr)3 years ago in Horror
Jackpot
Jack walked up to the cash register, sliding a sixer of PBR across the counter while simultaneously removing his wallet from the back pocket of his Wrangler jeans. He would pay for the beers with his credit card, but he needed cash for the lottery tickets—the Kentucky lottery hadn’t yet learned how to accept card payment, apparently.
By Robert Pettus3 years ago in Horror










