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Special effects may be lacking, but vintage horror films still manage to keep our palms sweating and blood pumping; a look back at retro horror films, stories, books and characters that prove everything is scarier in black and white.
The Lake of the Innocents
Headmaster Percy Blackburn took his spectacles off and polished them with a cotton handkerchief. He repeated this habit often, which signaled to the girls of the Chiller’s School for Young Women he was agitated, upset over a perceived transgression from one of his charges. Euphemia Wood, his assistant, would immediately fetch him a glass of absinthe in response. It was a habit that repeated itself often.
By Barb Dukeman4 years ago in Horror
First Mate
Two bodies wash up on a sandy beach. It is the morning after a heavy storm and the air still smells of it. Their ship had been taken by the storm and these fortunate souls survived. One man coughs up seawater as he awakens. He is bald with unkempt, mangy mutton chops. Looking around he sees the other body beginning to stir. Their ragged clothes are waterlogged as they rise and approach one another.
By Tales from a Madman4 years ago in Horror
The History Behind Haunted Mirrors and Other Superstitions
So why, exactly, do mirrors—and especially antique ones—have such a twisted reputation? Well, there are a few reasons. Curious, I went digging to learn more about the cultural, mythological, and historical customs around mirrors. Plus, obviously, I needed to know if this had any bearing on decorating with antique mirrors—is that basically inviting evil spirits into my house? Maybe you're just superstitious. Or curious, like me, about all things haunted. Or perhaps it's that you have a burning need to know what the folkloric origins of cursed mirrors tells us about our values and fears as a society. Either way, you'll want to read this before picking up that charmingly lived-in-looking mirror innocently propped up on the sidewalk or peeking out of a dumpster just in case it turns your lovely home into a haunted one.
By sunil kumar5 years ago in Horror
The Donkey Lane Incident
The year is 1968 and although Kate and her friend were knee high to grasshoppers .. They had the freedom that today’s kids could only dream about.. todays kids would never ever be able grasp that Kate and her friend Marianne were walking down a very remote track on their own. Their parents did not know precisely where they were. No one thought anything of it back then. Kids knew how to safely cross a road, people were assumed to be trustworthy... so long as they were back by teatime and before it got dark.....what harm could possibly befall them?
By Gillian Lesley Scott5 years ago in Horror
The Mole
My father was a plain man. His wardrobe only contained the same sets of starched shirts and stiff suits he wore to “work”; his only distinguishing physical features were his dull storm-blue eyes, a rare trait that he did not pass to me, and a small, star-shaped birthmark just below his left eye.
By Baapooh Chung5 years ago in Horror
The Summer My Cousin Died. Top Story - March 2021.
The following contains graphic depictions of a violent crime, and may trigger some readers. He was missing for three days and the police never looked for him. It’s hard to know, so many years later, if the police in Philadelphia routinely didn’t look too hard for missing children living in a homeless shelter. Christopher’s fault was that he liked to trade baseball cards, and at the age of 12 still had a friendly, trusting nature. Baseball had a dark underbelly in its trading cards.
By joy ellen sauter5 years ago in Horror
Fire Exit
He didn’t remember paying the cabbie, or getting into the cab, and he certainly didn’t remember giving any instruction to take him to an ornate private members’ club in the heart of Chelsea. It was raining when he alighted, however, and he had no choice but to walk hastily and neatly inside, stepping through swinging gold doors and nodding in greeting at the austere doorman stood serene and sentinel, his epaulettes gleaming and his moustache shining almost as much. Barclay touched a hand almost self-consciously to his own – it had taken him months to achieve a satisfactory waxed effect, and he was sure his valet had been sniggering behind his back about the supreme efforts it had necessitated.
By Chloe de Lullington5 years ago in Horror









