psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
"Keys"
“Keys” “Mr. Bulluck, please sign here”, the bank teller asked. “Here”? replied customer Jackson Bulluck as he began writing his name. “May I have your key please”, the teller asked while unlocking the slight looking aluminum door blocking entry into the bank’s vault of safe deposit boxes. Bulluck handed the key to the woman and directed her with a wave of his hand to where his box was located.
By jason rummer5 years ago in Horror
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An avatar in a black screen lured me in, and now we play for a soul. It’s like no game I’ve ever seen or been a part of. The more I experience, the more I learn, the smarter he gets. Before we met, I was just a boy living in a world that I was comfortable in. He introduced me to a hidden world. One where we could create as we go. Of course, I had no idea of this at first. Offerings of parties filled with booze and Mary Jane boosted my ego, disguised as confidence. Blinded by the women that it attracted, I was none the wiser of the false reality I was a part of. This avatar looked just like me to begin with, which made it harder to see what was to come. To me, it was just I, having the time of my life. A cloud of vanity dirtied the windows to my soul with each passing glance into my reflection. Those around me could see that I was in a transition away from the humble and pure home where I once resided. The grip on reality was slowly slipping from grasp.
By Will House5 years ago in Horror
At the Door
The office she'd made her near permanent home was never quite as soul sucking as people always told her it was going to be. She'd upgraded from a cubicle to a room in her own home the moment she knew it was an option. The privacy and comfort were both beautiful aspects of the upgrade. There was never perfect silence due to the way her keyboard clacked and clicked as she worked but she was always able to find some sort of enjoyment in the sound of progress. She had the freedom to blast out whatever music she wanted to, not having to worry about complaints or interruptions. It was beautiful.
By Ruby Locre5 years ago in Horror
DREAM JOURNAL
Hello dream journal, my name is Neko Kaur Tigress and this is my first dream from my fear of dolls. I was the oldest of my siblings, can't recall how old I was but in this 4 bedroom house that belonged to my grandparents were me, sister Kiran and our parents Manjit and Gurmit by a countryside in a villagelike town called Blackburn in Lancashire.
By Neko Tigress5 years ago in Horror
The Game
Annabelle could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her breath rasped out. A sharp stab of pain in her ribs made her randomly wonder why they called it a stitch in the side. It felt more like a hot fire poker. She snapped her thoughts back into disciplined order. There were much more pressing issues to deal with right now. The abomination charging after her was one of those more pressing issues. This one use to be a cat. She vaguely remembered a time when another one had been a dog and another had been a rabbit. Whatever kept doing this knew she loved animals and wanted to add insult to injury.
By Amalthea Turingourd5 years ago in Horror
I Can See It
You try to hide but I can see you. You’re in the shadows or you’re the shadow. I’m not sure what you are but you make the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, you’re the reason I always look back. Every time my back is turned I can feel your cold shadowy claws reaching for me. what do you want? Why are you here? What or who are you?
By collette_235 years ago in Horror
Depravity Knows No Limits
During Maggie's interview with Lucifer, Luc to his friends, in the new book The Fablecastle Chronicles, she asks for specific examples of human depravity resulting from the mutation he unleashed on Earth's inhabitants. His reply, "There is no limit to human depravity."
By The Wayward Witch5 years ago in Horror
