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The Last Threshold
It was half past eleven at night, and I was still on the road. I had been driving since morning, but a major highway accident had forced a detour, sending me down a long, unfamiliar route.
By Janalam6 months ago in Horror
Welcome to the Hotel Canfield
"Dude, this is epic!" Cole's dazzling hazel eyes boggled out of his skull, his pale, freckly cheeks stretching in an absolutely giddy grin. The seventeen-year-old hadn't even gotten out of the car yet, and he was already about to wet himself from excitement. Just seeing that look on his face almost made this entire, crazy idea worth it.
By Natalie Gray6 months ago in Horror
The Farm at the End of the Woods: The Hinterkaifeck Murders. Content Warning.
Snow still clung to the fields of Hinterkaifeck in late March 1922 when Andreas Gruber began hearing footsteps in the attic.
By E. hasan6 months ago in Horror
The Forgotten Road
Rain pelted against the windshield, each drop illuminated briefly by the car’s headlights before sliding away into darkness. It was late at night, and the sky above rumbled like an old beast awakening from a long slumber. Arif had been driving for hours when his GPS suddenly chirped with a new suggestion—a shortcut that would save him thirty minutes.
By Janalam6 months ago in Horror
The Girl in the Elevator: The Haunting of the Cecil Hotel. Content Warning.
Built in 1924 in the heart of downtown Los Angeles, the Cecil began as a glamorous stop for travelers. Marble floors, gilded fixtures, and a grand lobby that promised prosperity. But over the decades, the dream curdled. The hotel’s location—just blocks from Skid Row—and its reputation for crime and suicide drew the broken, the desperate, and the dangerous.
By E. hasan7 months ago in Horror
The Ghost Who Was Bad at Haunting
The legend of the Brambleton Farmhouse was known far and wide. Locals whispered of “The Specter of Room 3”, a pale figure that appeared in the dead of night to frighten intruders into madness.
By Atif khurshaid7 months ago in Horror
"The Last Knock"
Ali stepped off the last bus of the night, the chilly wind whispering through the empty streets. He clutched his coat tighter and glanced at his phone — 11:53 PM. The streetlights flickered, casting strange patterns on the cracked road. His home was only ten minutes away, but tonight, the silence felt heavier.
By Janalam7 months ago in Horror
Why Horror Feels Safe When Real Life Doesn’t
When I tell people that horror is my comfort genre, I usually get one of two reactions: a polite smile that says “I don’t understand, but okay”, or a nervous laugh as if they’ve just been handed a red flag. The idea that something full of monsters, death, and dread could be soothing seems backwards—unless you’ve lived a life where the real world is already full of those things.
By No One’s Daughter7 months ago in Horror
The Phone That Rang at 3:15 AM
It was an ordinary Thursday night. I had just finished scrolling through my social media feed and was ready to drift off to sleep. My phone lay on the table beside my bed, screen turned down, the room quiet except for the faint sound of the ceiling fan.
By Spondan Chowdhury7 months ago in Horror
The Mirror in Room 313
Rain lashed against the cracked windows of Hillview Manor as Adeel pulled his jacket tighter, stepping through the front door. The wind howled behind him like a voice trying to say something just out of earshot. The lobby was dim, lit by a single bulb that buzzed faintly, casting long shadows across peeling wallpaper.
By meerjanan7 months ago in Horror
The Anatomy of Fear
Why We Crave the Fear Horror has always occupied a strange, shadowy corner of human imagination. It thrives on the things we fear most—death, the unknown, betrayal, and the loss of control. From ancient ghost tales told by firelight to modern psychological thrillers, horror stories grip us with a mix of dread and fascination. But why do we willingly subject ourselves to fear? The answer lies in the unique way horror manipulates our emotions, forcing us to confront what we’d rather avoid.
By Muhammad Ibrahim7 months ago in Horror
He was behind me... until he wasn't.
That path was never dangerous. There's a river path that runs behind my grandmother's property. We've been following it since we were kids—just a quiet dirt trail behind the water's edge, shaded by tall oaks and whispering grass. Birds chirped overhead. The water moved lazily. It never seemed threatening.
By Echoes of Life7 months ago in Horror