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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
In the Window. Content Warning.
When Saige was younger, he remembered living next to a family of three. A girl named Gina, of the same age who lived with her two aunts. She was beautiful, with her long raven-colored ringlets and skin untouched by the sun. Her cheeks always had a natural rosy tint. Her aunts always dressed her in frilly dresses, making her appear like a porcelain doll.
By 3rrornightshift10 days ago in Horror
Have You Checked on the Children?. Content Warning.
It was quiet in the suburban neighborhood of South Gust. Naomi Long a twenty-two-year-old college student and part time babysitter was spending time alone at home this weekend. She turned down a babysitting job tonight to study for finals and to enjoy the peaceful evening. Naomi had pizza delivered, had a random movie on in the background and texted a friend to let them know she would be staying inside for the night. With her laptop on her lap Naomi began reviewing the notes she had typed up from each handout her teachers had given her.
By 3rrornightshift10 days ago in Horror
Nightfox Reports: Reach Out and Touch Someone’s Mind
With my typical wide view I have spotted some more strangeness in the news as reports have been appearing across the country for the last week or two of people getting into accidents after running out into the street and attempting to attack passing cars with their bare hands or whatever improvised weapons they could grab. Several of them have been killed, struck down by the car they attacked or another vehicle streaking by. In a couple of cases people were struck by trains while apparently attack the tracks or the train cars with axes and shovels. One elderly woman was struck by a plane at Heathrow Airport as it took off. Witnesses say she was swinging at the landing gear with a garden hoe.
By Samuel Wright13 days ago in Horror
Not My Brother's Keeper
The air in the Thorne & Associates drafting studio was thick with the scent of ammonia from the blueprint machines and stale coffee, a pungent cocktail familiar to every architect working against a deadline. It was 3:00 AM, the night before the final submission that would decide the fate of "The Prism" and the next Junior Partner of the firm.
By Nathan McAllister13 days ago in Horror
