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Haunted locales and houses of horror from the Amityville home to the Tower of London; travel tips for those seeking a trip filled with fun and evil.
The Silent Agony: A Portrait of Resistance and Loss
In a world overrun by noise—of war, of politics, of relentless chatter on digital screens—sometimes, a photograph tells the story louder than a thousand voices. The image before us is one such visual parable. It speaks in muted tones, in earth-stained fabric and blood-drenched wool. The woman depicted does not scream, does not reach out, does not protest. Yet everything about her—the closed eyes, the tension in her brow, the soft lines of her face frozen in fatigue or final rest—screams volumes.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Horror
Names of Honor and the Tragedy in Balochistan
Balochistan’s Names of Honor and a Recent Tragedy Balochistan, a region rich in tradition and steeped in tribal values, has long upheld a cultural system that places honor—ghairat—at the core of personal and social identity. Within this code, the concept of “name” (naal) or honor (izzat) often determines an individual's reputation, familial pride, and community standing. However, the weight of this honor can, and often does, lead to tragic consequences.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Horror
Whispers in Room 313
The House With No Past It started with a Craigslist ad. Three-bedroom Victorian, dirt cheap, barely an hour outside Portland. No neighbors for a mile. The photos were grainy, but I saw the charm under the grime. I needed quiet. I needed space. I needed to disappear for a while.
By Isabella Wood6 months ago in Horror
The Letter I Never Sent
It was raining the day I almost told you everything. The clouds were dark and heavy, like the weight I had been carrying inside me for months. I stood by the window of the old café, fingers tracing invisible letters on the foggy glass, watching people pass by — umbrellas up, heads down. I waited for you, as I always did.
By Asad zaman 6 months ago in Horror
Beneath the Black Lake
They say the lake was once a village. Long before the waters rose, before the dam was built and the river redirected, a small hamlet lay nestled in a valley of pines. It had cobbled paths, stone cottages, a crooked church tower, and a single clock that struck every hour, even when the village went quiet.
By Sultan Zeb6 months ago in Horror
The Cursed Five-Storey Mansion: Unmasking Penang's Shih Chung School Hauntings
Shih Chung Branch School's destroyed hulk rests like a shattered monument along Northam Road, George Town, Penang—a faded silhouette against steel skyscrapers, where colonial bricks are smothered by vines and shadows cling with an unnatural stubbornness. To locals who park their cars to eat dim sum at Fu Er Dai, it's a run-down eyesore. To ghost hunters and historians, it's Malaysia's most haunted site, where 130 years of glory, revolution, and unimaginable tragedy have made their indelible mark on recollections even time can't wipe away.
By Kyrol Mojikal7 months ago in Horror
Haunted Octopus House Bandung: The True Story Behind Indonesia's "Devil's Church"
Menacingly looming over Jalan Cipedes Selatan No. 6 in Bandung, West Java, the Octopus House (Rumah Gurita) is Indonesia's one of the most strikingly visual and perpetually haunted places. The building's past and ghostly reputation have been tormenting local nightmares for decades, merging architectural peculiarity with supernatural lore.
By Kyrol Mojikal7 months ago in Horror
The Finale – The Bone-Light
The Finale – The Bone-Light They say the village of Norhill was swallowed by the forest, but the truth is far stranger. It didn’t vanish into nature — it opened up, like a mouth. And what it swallowed wasn’t just people, but memory itself.
By Wings of Time 7 months ago in Horror
The Lantern Bride
In the village of Sablewick, where the fog never truly lifted and the trees whispered to one another in the dark, there stood a lonely manor called Briar Hollow. It sat on a cliff overlooking the sea, its windows always dim, its doors always closed, and its gate held shut by rust and old regrets.
By Lucien Hollow 7 months ago in Horror
The Mirror Never Lies
A Psychological Horror StoryIn the bustling city of Edinburgh, tucked inside an antique shop on a forgotten side street, sat a peculiar mirror. Framed in old bronze and blackened with age, its glass shimmered faintly, as if hiding something beneath. The shopkeeper warned that it wasn’t just a mirror — it had a history. But to Alex Turner, a freelance graphic designer with a taste for vintage items, the mirror was just the final piece to complete his newly renovated studio apartment.That night, Alex hung the mirror above the fireplace. It gave his living room a gothic charm. He stared at it for a moment, amused by how distorted his reflection seemed. Probably just the age, he thought. The glass is warped.
By haider ali7 months ago in Horror
