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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.
Dreams of Darkness
In the quiet town of Willowbrook, nestled among ancient forests and shadowed hills, there was a house that stood apart from the rest. It was a place whispered about in hushed tones, its dark history woven into the fabric of local legend. This was the house of the dreamer, where nightmares were born.
By LAKSHMAN MOHANRAJ2 years ago in Horror
The Haunted Highway
It was a dark and stormy night when Sarah found herself driving alone on a deserted highway. The rain poured down in torrents, and thunder rumbled ominously in the distance. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white with fear.
By LAKSHMAN MOHANRAJ2 years ago in Horror
The Night Luna Met Bigfoot: A Bigfoot Encounter
Luna loved camping trips with her grandpa. They'd pitch their tent under a sky dusted with stars, roast marshmallows that turned into gooey constellations, and Grandpa would tell the best stories – especially spooky ones about Bigfoot! Bigfoot, according to Grandpa, was a giant, hairy creature that roamed the deepest parts of the forest, leaving behind enormous footprints.
By Abdul Basit2 years ago in Horror
Nightmare in the Hills: Encounter with the Unseen
I live in a pretty secluded area in my town; my house is on a narrow, winding, hilly road where the houses are all pushed back from the street and creep into the woods beyond. My house sits at the bottom of an gradually sloping hilly area covered in trees, in which I would always embark make-believe adventures as a kid.
By Shamshath Begam2 years ago in Horror
Shadows of the Forgotten School
In the nearby forest, there was a school. But this wasn’t just any school; it was the haunted school of shadows. People said that strange things happened there at night like ghostly figures, shadowy handprints, shadows following visitors, and objects moving on their own.
By Ainy Abraham2 years ago in Horror
My Night Mare On Flight HB163
The plane sliced through the clouds, its engines humming a monotonous tune that did little to soothe the prickling unease that sneaked down John's spine. Despite the gentle rocking, a sense of disquiet settled over the passengers, like the calm before a storm.
By Nathal Nortan2 years ago in Horror
Cheeroonear of Aboriginal Australian Folklore
Have you ever heard about the Cheeroonear? The name may sound, well, cheery, like something fun to stumble across while out on a morning stroll. It's a furry creature from Aboriginal Australian folklore, a mix between a human and a dog.
By J.A. Hernandez2 years ago in Horror










