travel

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.

Old Victorian House
The old Victorian house stood on a hill overlooking the town, a skeletal silhouette against the bruised twilight sky. Stories of a family's disappearance, lingering grief, and the constant, unsettling silence that clung to its walls were shared by the locals. I, a freelance sound engineer named Elias Thorne, dismissed these stories as quaint folklore. The price was too good to pass up, and I needed a quiet place to work on a complex audio restoration project. Despite its age, the house had sound foundations. Dust motes danced in the fading light, illuminating the ornate, decaying furniture. The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of aged wood and something else, something metallic and faintly acrid. I set up my equipment in the grand, echoing parlor, the heart of the house, and began to work.
By sanjeevan11 months ago in Horror
The Cursed Pond of Shibnagar | The Matua Spirit’s Revenge
The first incident I'm going to tell you about is from the Sylhet region. To be precise, it's not from Sylhet city or Sylhet district, but from Shibnagar village in Gobindaganj Upazila of Sunamganj, a neighboring district of Sylhet. The time of the incident would be around the 1960s, approximately. To be exact, it was before the Liberation War. Considering the various surrounding circumstances, it can be assumed that it was sometime in the 1960s. In this Shibnagar village, there lived a man named Ajkir Ali. He was quite a short-tempered person. He worked in agriculture, and also, in the canals and wetlands around there, he fished. The vast area of Sylhet, including the surrounding districts, has the Surma River flowing through it. Various branches of the Surma River have entered different places. Sunamganj is a haor-dominated area. Besides, in Habiganj too, various branches of the Surma River can be seen. So, in this region, many people fish and do agricultural work. They fish during the rainy season, and when the rainy season ends and the water recedes, they do agricultural work. That's how they live, and they were living that way too. Their house, I mean Ajkir Ali's house, was very big, and there were two ponds in front and behind the house. Actually, fish wouldn't thrive in the pond behind the house, even if you released them. But in the front pond, fish would thrive if you released them, and fish were always available there. And the pond behind the house, the one where fish usually didn't thrive, it wasn't like the water was polluted or anything. The water was as good as any other eight or ten ponds. People used that pond too, they swam in it, and used it for other purposes. There was no problem with that. The only problem was that fish wouldn't thrive in that pond, or if you released fish, they wouldn't be found.
By Lily11 months ago in Horror
The Cursed Road of Kuldhara Village
It was a sweltering afternoon in the Thar Desert, with the sun casting a blinding glow over the endless stretch of golden sand. I had been traveling for hours, my car bouncing along the uneven dirt road, when I first heard about Kuldhara—a long-forgotten village, abandoned centuries ago, that was rumored to be cursed. It was a place I had always wanted to visit, intrigued by the stories of strange sounds in the night and eerie apparitions seen by those brave enough to venture close. The locals, though, warned me to stay away, their faces pale with fear whenever the village was mentioned.
By Joysi11 months ago in Horror
Babi Ngepet: The Wealth-Stealing Pig Demon of Indonesian Folklore
Babi Ngepet: The Stealing Pig Demon of Indonesian Mythology Among the rich variety of Indonesian legend, few creatures capture the imagination—and challenge the conscience—quite so vividly as Babi Ngepet, a Javanese monster. Rendered as "Pig Demon" or "Wealth-Stealing Pig," the beast is the personification of greed's danger and the dark fascination of illicit magic. Its word-of-mouth legend over centuries is entertainment and moral parable in one, and it addresses what is wished for and dreaded in society.
By Kyrol Mojikal11 months ago in Horror
The Last Breath of Winter
The first chapter: dug into hers. “Then listen closely, for my time is short.” On a frozen lake, his voice was like ice breaking apart. He told her of his love for Evelyn, the woman he had planned to marry. But their love had been forbidden by Evelyn’s cruel father, Lord Whitmore, who feared Aidan’s humble status would ruin their family name. Whitmore had locked Evelyn up on the night of their elopement and lured Aidan into the storm with a letter she had written. Aidan had wandered into the blizzard, betrayed and heartbroken, his breath taken away by the harsh winter. The third chapter is Love and Horror. The thought sent a chill down Asha's spine. “But… if you’re here, does that mean Evelyn is still alive?”
By Afia Sikder11 months ago in Horror
Let's Take a Walk Through These Haunted Woods
Do you like taking a quiet and reflective walk through the woods? Do you enjoy hearing the melodic chirps of songbirds and hearing the breeze rustle the leaves?
By Jasmine Aguilar11 months ago in Horror
A Love Letter Written in Tears of Blood
A Love Letter Written in Tears of Blood It was a dark and silent night. An old, abandoned mansion stood alone under the pale moonlight. The tall iron gate cast long shadows on the ground as a cold wind rustled through the trees. A single flickering lantern inside barely illuminated the crumbling walls, its glow trembling as if afraid of the darkness around it.
By Dipak Pawar11 months ago in Horror
The Wailing Cemetery
The Wailing Cemetery At the outskirts of the village lay an old cemetery. During the day, it seemed ordinary, but as the sun set, a wave of fear engulfed the entire village. No one dared to go near it at night, for from within came wretched screams of agony—cries that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who heard them.
By Dipak Pawar11 months ago in Horror
The Eerie Incident in Sawali Hospital's Ward
The Eerie Incident in Sawali Hospital's Ward It was 2 AM. A deep silence hung over the third floor of Sawali Hospital, just outside the ICU. The only sounds in the ward were the rhythmic beep... beep... beep of the machines. Nurse Seema and ward boy Rohan were on duty. Seema was making her rounds, while Rohan was organizing medical records.
By Dipak Pawar11 months ago in Horror
"Zombie City: The Final Mile"
"Zombie City: The Final Mile" Eldridge had once been a thriving metropolis, teeming with activity. Cars raced along the highways, towering skyscrapers lined the streets, and laughter resounded in the parks. That was before to the pandemic, though. It was now a cemetery of broken glass, wrecked cars, and rotting bodies. The streets were eerily quiet, save for the occasional groan from the undead, and the air smelled like rot.
By Rajoan Islam11 months ago in Horror
"Story-1818"
"Story-1818" A little, remote community tucked away in the English countryside in 1818 was plagued by unexplainable weird happenings. The villagers were unsophisticated people who were confined by tradition and lived off the land. However, they had long since come to fear the story of 1818 more than anything else.
By Rajoan Islam11 months ago in Horror
"The Fair"
"The Fair" It was the first day of the yearly Fair in the small, peaceful village of Hollow Creek. Despite the eerie stories that seemed to be circulating about the fair, people traveled from far and wide to attend. The rides, cotton candy, clowns, and dazzling lights were all adored by the kids. However, the elder residents were more wary, muttering stories about weird happenings that no one outside the fairgrounds dared to discuss, about guests who had come and never returned, and about things that were invisible.
By Rajoan Islam11 months ago in Horror