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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.
Secret of the Flame
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Jeffrey looked at the flickering light for a total of five heartbeats before fear gripped his spine and he turned down the trail and ran as fast as his ten-year-old legs could carry him. Spicer, his two-year-old Australian shepherd, gave a gruff bark at the abruptness of his change of direction and easily fell into step behind him.
By Aundrae Palacio4 years ago in Horror
The Farmhouse
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Emma paused at the thought, musing at the words that had surfaced. Standing in place she looked down at the ground reflectively, her gaze falling to the dew covered vegetation blanketing the forest floor. It was spring, and yet, a brown mat of dead leaves covered the path, crunching and squelching underfoot as she walked with her dog, Scotty. He had paused alongside her when she stopped, head cocked to one side inquisitively while her thoughts began to take her in a new direction. Living alone back at the farmhouse she was used to the one-sided mental banter she had begun to have, her thoughts flitting conversationally from one place to the next. No longer fixated on the cabin, her attention was now on Scotty.
By Traci Carman4 years ago in Horror
Soul Trade
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. And it continued to burn as it lit the dried out tinder box that the cabin had become. The curtains sizzled in a second, and the pest-ridden furniture met the same fate as flames licked up the walls and melted the windows that it touched. Smoke blackened the ones the fire’s outstretched hand had reached for, but was stopped in its path by the spray of water that emitted from the fire engine’s hose.
By S. C. Almanzar4 years ago in Horror
Campfire Story: The Whistle
The Whistle By Tim Harkleroad “The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The three boys crept closer, all the time trying to keep hidden behind trees, they had a sense that whatever entity that dwell inside the cabin, was peering out into the darkness. Possibly looking for a… uhh victim, or… uhh victims, just, like those three boys, that I just mentioned, before, just now.”
By Tim Harkleroad4 years ago in Horror
Let There Be Light
Let There Be Light The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A solitary beacon of light in the rapidly darkening forest. Jake had been hiking for hours and this cabin was a welcome contrast to the monotony of the overgrown hiking trail.
By Gifford Scanlon4 years ago in Horror
Urban Legend
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” I leaned forward over the campfire a bit, readjusting myself on the log I was perched on. “Some say that a couple got lost hiking and needed shelter for the night. Others say they were criminals on the run.”
By Erica L Stevenson4 years ago in Horror
The bloody bride
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Its flame flickered on the windowsill, casting an eerie glow across the abandoned wooden walls. Celine watched from the outside as it danced in the quiet night air. She had heard the stories her friends talked about around the campfire, the dark tales of a murdered bride haunting the cabin in its midnight hours. The foggy night air causes the candle’s light to pass over Celine’s form in a soft yet eerie glow. Celine approached the front door of the cabin and gently placed a hand against the cold steel of the door handle. Grasping it, she gave the door a shove as it creaked open. Dust billowed across the old living room, awakening the space from its slumber.
By Monika Nelis-Dupont4 years ago in Horror
The Candle of Cabin Seventeen
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The glow from the wick cut through the thick of the night across the lake and its low-lying fog to Samantha Ophelia Samuels sitting on her back patio smoking a cigarette trying her best to stave off that night’s sleep. Sam’s boyfriend had built this beautiful house on the lake because, “the land was so cheap”, but she thought it was perhaps a twisted joke from the universe. Across the lake sat a single remaining cabin from what used to be a summer camp for children. It was worse for wear from years of neglect and was the last artifact from Camp Wildwood. The camp had been abandoned for nearly two decades now, or since Sam was about ten years old.
By Ryan Westhoff4 years ago in Horror
Bloodlines
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Billy watched as the flame came to life in the window. He had snuck out with his friend Max, at whose house he was supposed to be sleeping at. He had always been told to stay away from that cabin and the area by his parents, but he was twelve now so he wasn’t scared.
By Amanda Marier4 years ago in Horror
The Gamekeeper's Cabin
Present Day – 1973 The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. George nearly missed it as he stumbled home from The Royal Oak, cane in one hand, hipflask clutched tightly in the other.
By Victoria Pombeiro4 years ago in Horror
