supernatural

The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.

Darren Shan: Cirque Du Freak
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN FASCINATED BY spiders. I used to collect them when I was younger. I'd spend hours rooting through the dusty old shed at the bottom of our garden, hunting the cobwebs for lurking eight-legged predators. When I found one, I'd bring it in and let it loose in my bedroom. It used to drive my mom crazy! Usually, the spider would slip away after no more than a day or two, never to be seen again, but sometimes they hung around longer. I had one who made a cobweb above my bed and stood guard for almost a month. Going to sleep, I used to imagine the spider creeping down, crawling into my mouth, sliding down my throat, and laying loads of eggs in my belly. The baby spiders would hatch after a while and eat me alive, from the inside out. I loved being scared when I was little.
By Temidayo Dayo3 years ago in Horror
The Redemption of Bloody Mary. Content Warning.
Deep within the annals of history, there lies a legend that has captured the imagination and sent shivers down the spines of those daring enough to whisper her name. It is the haunting tale of Bloody Mary, a story of mystery, fear, and the eternal pursuit of the truth.
By Khizra Khan3 years ago in Horror
Gashadokuro: The Bones of Vengeance
Deep within the annals of Japanese folklore lies the terrifying legend of the Gashadokuro—a monstrous entity born from the collective grudges of countless souls. This colossal being, a towering skeleton measuring up to fifteen times the height of an average person, roams the land seeking vengeance against the living. But what is the origin of this malevolent creature? What dark tale gave birth to its insatiable thirst for retribution?
By SlothfulKing3 years ago in Horror
Tomino's Hell: The Cursed Poem
In the realm of urban legends, there exists a poem so cursed that even the bravest souls tremble at its mention. Its name is Tomino's Hell, a haunting composition said to possess a sinister power capable of unleashing unspeakable horrors upon those who dare to read it aloud. But where did this cursed poem originate? What dark secrets lie within its verses?
By SlothfulKing3 years ago in Horror
My Worst Nightmare. Content Warning.
SLEEP... Every human being sleep, it is one of the most important or necessary thing. People feel so relax & peaceful when they go to the bed to sleep, and they calmly sleep. Right... But It is not same for every person. There are individuals who don't feel or think the same, when they go to sleep, they feel uneasy & FEAR. They are feared of having bad dreams, Fear that maybe they would experience or see a nightmare. And I my self is one of them. Every night when I go to sleep, i wish for a normal dream. I did experience many bad, terrifying dreams. But some were so horrifying that makes my body tremble, gives me goosebumps, and send a chill in my spine, whenever i remember them (those horrible nightmares).
By PP3 years ago in Horror
Sumbing's Haunting Mist - When Mountain Climbing Touches the Spirit World
On a bright day in August, four friends named Pale, Rendy, Dina, and Ryan decided to hike Mount Sumbing. They were excited and enthusiastic, unaware that this adventure would lead them into a terrifying horror story.
By Asahisnu Sansara3 years ago in Horror
"Whispers in the Forgotten Manor"
Chapter 1: The Abandoned Estate In a small, secluded town, nestled amidst a dense forest, stood a dilapidated manor that had been abandoned for decades. Locals whispered about the tragic history that shrouded the old estate, their voices tinged with a mix of fear and fascination. The manor, once a symbol of opulence and grandeur, now lay in ruins, its once elegant facade marred by time and neglect.
By Areeba Mughal3 years ago in Horror
I was a lab assistant of sorts but now I'm trapped
(Part 2 of I was a Lab Assistant of Sorts) Hey guys, I’m back again with an update. It’s been a couple of days and the food is just about gone. Luckily, there’s a sink in the corner so I don’t have to worry about water. It tastes a little metaly but it hasn’t made me puke so I guess it’s fine. For some reason, there’s a bag of cat food in the corner so I guess if it comes down to it I can eat that.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
"Echoes of the Forgotten"
The dilapidated mansion loomed ominously in the distance, its decaying facade shrouded in an eerie mist. Locals spoke of the house in hushed whispers, its dark history an alluring mystery tinged with fear. Emily, a young and intrepid journalist, was drawn to the mansion's secrets like a moth to a flame. Armed with her camera and an insatiable thirst for the truth, she ventured into the unknown, undeterred by the warnings that echoed in her mind.
By SlothfulKing3 years ago in Horror
goat footprints（2）. Content Warning.
When I was young, my grandfather was a tailor in the village. Someone in the village died unexpectedly. Will ask him to help sew the corpse, grandpa agreed. He went there with a needle and thread, but the legs of Zhang Laosan, who died unexpectedly, were crushed into mud. There is no way to sew.
By Jusdin_li3 years ago in Horror
Subtle Shadows
Part 1: The Entry Sarah Holloway reached Hollowbrook Manor as the sun fell below the horizon, spreading a spooky darkness over the barren terrain. In the midst of a sea of overgrown vegetation, the grand Victorian mansion stood out, its windows reflecting a dreadful blackness. Sarah entered the building despite her gut feeling of discomfort, not realizing what horrors were within.
By Rodrigo Romero3 years ago in Horror
Can Such Things Be?
Ambrose Bierce disappeared into the Mexican desert in 1914, falling off the face of the Earth, quite possibly following the trail of revolutionary Pancho Villa. The fate of Bierce has been variously rumored to be every bit as comic and grotesque, as ironic and macabre as the sorry fates of those he wrote about in such stories as "A Diagnosis of Death." One apocryphal tale has him being preserved in a giant bottle of formaldehyde by a rather tender-hearted group of South Pacific natives. We suppose there is some truth in that.
By Tom Baker3 years ago in Horror