psychological

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

Not Me. Content Warning.
Introduction This is for Jason “Jay” Benskin's Horror Story Prompt Challenge “ Face The Darkness Within” which you can find out about here:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Horror
Whispers in the Han River: 7 Korean Horror Mythologies That Still Haunt the Living
I. INTRODUCTION South Korea often dazzles the world with its vibrant pop culture, from the addictive beats of K-pop to the glossy perfection of its skincare routines. Yet, beneath this polished exterior lies a shadowy realm of horror mythologies that have gripped the Korean psyche for centuries. In our previous newsletter, we explored Japanese horrors like Kuchisake-onna, the slit-mouthed woman whose eerie legend continues to chill. Now, we turn to South Korea, where horror is deeply psychological, often steeped in sorrow, revenge, societal injustice, and isolation.
By Dishmi M8 months ago in Horror
The Psychology of Fear
Introduction ‎ ‎ One of the most fundamental and universal human emotions is fear. It raises our senses, activates our fight-or-flight response, and gets us ready for danger. Yet, despite its unpleasant nature, many people actively seek out fear-inducing experiences—whether through horror movies, haunted houses, extreme sports, or chilling ghost stories. ‎ Why do we enjoy being scared when fear is supposed to be a negative emotion?
By Silas Blackwood8 months ago in Horror
Where the Jinn Waited: The House That Recited the Kalima
Season 1 THE CALLING The Tenant Who Didn't Exist : The first night, time itself seemed to fracture at exactly 3:03 AM.
By Tales That Breathe at Night8 months ago in Horror
The Bermuda Triangle
Introduction One of the world's greatest unsolved mysteries is the Bermuda Triangle, also known as the "Devil's Triangle." Stretching between Miami, Bermuda, and Puerto Rico, this infamous region of the western Atlantic Ocean has been linked to the disappearance of ships, planes, and hundreds of lives under bizarre circumstances. Numerous theories, from scientific explanations to supernatural conspiracies, have been sparked by the Bermuda Triangle's vanishing aircraft and ghost ships with no crew. In this deep dive, we’ll explore: ✔ The most famous disappearances in the Bermuda Triangle Paranormal theories versus scientific theories Aviation and government reports on the phenomenon Is there still a mystery to be solved? The Legend of the Bermuda Triangle,
By Silas Blackwood8 months ago in Horror
The Silent Feed
Introduction: By 2025, it will be impossible to tell the difference between digital illusion and reality. Social media will be dominated by livestream culture, AI-generated influencers, and deepfake technology. But what happens when the internet itself becomes haunted?
By Silas Blackwood8 months ago in Horror
The Requirements. Content Warning.
There I was lying in bed with one leg hanging off the bed and the other under the sheets - creating the perfect temperature so I can be as comfortable as possible while I watch my show. After an extremely long day of work, I could finally take some well-needed time to unwind and relax before I go to bed. My body, due to the strenuous physical requirements for my job, was resisting my desire to continue watching my show as my eyes start to shutter close and my grip on my phone starts to loosen. All of a sudden - BAM!!! My phone makes contact with my wooden floors, scaring me awake. Now annoyed, and too tired to fully get up, I peer my head over the edge of the bed and there it was looking straight at me with wide open eyes and a gape in its face where the mouth would be. It was laying there watching me - no - it was WAITING for me, eager for me to reach for my phone. I jumped up faster than I ever have before, while simultaneously screaming at the top of my lungs in desperate hope that someone would hear me, so I didn’t feel so abjectly alone in the presence of this monster. I ran and turned on the lights as fast as I could, with the false belief that turning on the lights would allow me to replicate the feeling of being watched upon the thing. I hoped that the lights would act as my shield, so that the thing would know I have seen it, so that the feeling of being stalked upon would go away. However, it was to no avail. Every goosebump in my body shivered once again as I realized that it was there watching me while I had no recognition of it. How long had it been there staring at me? How long had I been completely unaware of this thing? Utterly under its stalking supervision? Then, my alarm blared throughout the room, marking the daily 6:00 am time for me to wake up and get back to work. My job of being a grave digger and burying is no simple task, it requires a lot of physical strength to dig and even more mental fortitude to keep one from going insane from what they may see. Nevertheless, it is my job. I stretch freely, yawn wildly, and bring my foot to the ground, which is when I feel scaly, sharp fingers dig into my ankle. There I was lying in bed with one leg hanging off the bed and one under the sheets - creating the perfect temperature so I can be as comfortable as possible while I watch my show. After an extremely long day of work, I could finally take some well-needed time to unwind and relax before I go to bed. My body, due to the strenuous physical requirements for my job, was resisting my desire to continue watching my show as my eyes start to shutter close and my grip on my phone starts to loosen. All of a sudden - BAM!!! My phone makes contact with my wooden floors, scaring me awake. Now annoyed, and too tired to fully get up, I peer my head over the edge of the bed and there it was looking straight at me with wide-open eyes and a gape in his face where the mouth would be. It was lying there watching me - no - it was WAITING for me, eager for me to reach for my phone. I jumped up faster than I ever have before, while simultaneously screaming at the top of my lungs in desperate hope that someone would hear me, so I didn’t feel so abjectly alone in the presence of this monster. I ran and turned on the lights as fast as I could, with the false belief that turning on the lights would allow me to replicate the feeling of being watched by the thing. I hoped that the lights would act as my shield, so that the thing would know I have seen it, so that the feeling of being stalked by it would go away. However, it was to no avail. Every goosebump in my body shivered once again as I realized that it was there watching me while I had no recognition of it. How long had it been there staring at me? How long had I been completely unaware of this thing? Utterly under its stalking supervision? Then, my alarm blared throughout the room, marking the daily 6:00 a.m. time for me to wake up and get back to work. My job of being a grave digger and burying is no simple task; it requires a lot of physical strength to dig and even more mental fortitude to keep one from going insane from what they may see. Nevertheless, it is my job. I stretch freely, yawn wildly, and bring my foot to the ground, which is when I feel scaly, sharp fingers dig into my ankle.
By Andrew8 months ago in Horror
Improvised play PART 2. AI-Generated.
The killer had taken responsibility without leaving a name, but not before making sure to finish the job thoroughly enough to avoid getting caught. The whole scene looked like the stage manager had been tortured.
By ADIR SEGAL8 months ago in Horror
Improvised play PART 1. AI-Generated.
Maor David stood alone behind the curtains of the Ophir Theatre, wrapped in a silence that felt unnatural for this hour. Tonight was supposed to be the pinnacle of his career — the grand premiere of The Hunch, a modern adaptation of a 17th-century play by Leonardo Brown, a dark and intricate story about a man born with a deformity whose shadow left a trail of victims. This performance was meant to shake the audience. And he had worked on it for half a year.
By ADIR SEGAL8 months ago in Horror
The Lighthouse. Top Story - June 2025.
Shawn wanted to follow in his brother’s footsteps. Ever since their parents had died from an illness, they promised to always be by each other’s side, no matter what.
By Emy Quinn8 months ago in Horror
what remains of celeste . Content Warning.
The office was silent now. The maggots were gone. The stench scrubbed away. The woman who bought the bag—the first bag—had been escorted out hours ago, still weeping into silk sleeves.
By E. hasan8 months ago in Horror
The Lost City of Atlantis
Introduction One of history's greatest mysteries is the legend of the Atlantean city that is said to have vanished thousands of years ago under the waves. Atlantis has captivated explorers, historians, and archaeologists for centuries since Plato first mentioned it. Was it a real location or just a moral parable? Is it possible that advanced city-building remains beneath the ocean? The story of Atlantis, its possible locations, scientific theories, and its lasting influence on popular culture are the subjects of this article.
By Silas Blackwood8 months ago in Horror