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The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
Whispers From the Stars. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But no one mentioned anything about the whispers. When we first sighted Venta 614, we thought we had discovered paradise. Our Gaia Probe had sent back signals of optimum habitability. A planet, not only similar to the one our ancestors had originally called home, but one flourishing with more nutrients and resources than we could have imagined. It was like a dream, though dreams often reshape themselves into something else entirely.
By Allen Vale3 years ago in Horror
My God
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But this astronaut was hearing them filtering through the static of the intercom. She was too afraid to move so she sat still curling her fingers around the cold metal of a crucifix that hung preciously down in front of her throat, offering her some comfort. The astronaut closed her eyes and muttered a prayer under several deep heavy breaths.
By R.M. Marsh3 years ago in Horror
The Fuchsian Expanse
Chapter 1 - Ascent Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I wish it were true. I wish you could look a man in the eyes as he begs for his life and hear nothing. But they’re wrong. The brain has a way of connecting the dots. You see the contortions as your mind spins around like a carnival. You wince as the body twists in agony, piercing the vacuum with a desperate concoction of emotion. You hear something much worse without sound. You hear something that thrusts into your brain like a thousand needles; an orchestra of discordant strings in a crescendo suddenly ceasing all at once within a fraction of a second. This conjured terror is louder than any audible scream and feels colder than any crevice of the Earth. The sound of a dying scream through the air on Earth is a warm lullaby compared to the death rattle heard within the vacuum of space.
By Erik Johnson3 years ago in Horror
The Rim
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. When you came to me, John, I heard your screams. Thick plumes of vapor condensing against a clear visor like frost. Screams that years ago thrashed your voice, now but an echo in your mind. Your eyes wild, scream loudest of all; thick with anger, betrayal, and despair. Sanity long since seeped from your mind like viscous sap. Your shouts placated only by the humdrum of liquid state hydrogen and oxygen injecting into kerosene. The hiss and whine of engines and gears numbing your senses. In this den of snakes you are held captive by the very mechanisms designed to support you.
By Tony Galbier3 years ago in Horror
The PI Without Answers
It was late at night when Nathan Heron jogged lightly through the park. He stayed close to the fence as he searched the cars parked along the street and cast occasional glances to the houses across the road, paying particular attention to windows where the lights were on. Spotting the familiar dull red Volkswagen he checked to ensure no one was looking before climbing over the fence and tapping the passenger side window. The driver leaned over, opened the door and Nathan climbed in.
By Alasdair Yule3 years ago in Horror
The Lost Author
Detective Constable Michaela Riach was mindful of her step; the forest’s thick undergrowth was wet from recent rainfall and glistened in the bright afternoon sun. Three paces behind her followed DC Martin Steenson. He was the favourite of the new recruits among the men Michaela worked with and she was determined to give him a taste of what the job actually entailed beyond the preferential treatment from which he'd so far benefitted.
By Alasdair Yule3 years ago in Horror
The Effects of a Broken Astronaut.
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” The words came from the scratchy child's voice on the tape, floating through the greenhouse where Hearl kept his suspects. The beings of another kind in his own eyes, when they resembled nothing more than humans.
By Campbell Diesel3 years ago in Horror
The Iconoclast
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet, I've been listening to the anguished screams of my passengers and crew members for almost two weeks now, and they've been quite clear and distinct... Evans was first. Then Murray, Kuong, Rios, and finally Mr. and Mrs. Neigele. I have no idea who else may be dead or dying because I was able to cut off shipwide communications before the screams and the laughter drove me insane.
By Arnaldo Lopez Jr.3 years ago in Horror








