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Interviews with authors, film directors and horror snobs of all kinds; conversations that will unsettle, and shed light on all things dark and mysterious.
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(One Night's Story) The drought has been going on for a long time, the canals have dried up, the trees are drying up all around, people's cows and goats are dying due to lack of grass.... Shiuli's two cows have died, they are suffering from lack of food. Their father used to catch fish in the canal and sell them in the market, but there are no clouds, the canal has dried up. Their house is not near the food at night. The younger brother is crying because of hunger. Shiuli is sitting with her mother in her arms. Sheuli does all the work. The father goes fishing. But because of the lack of clouds for a long time, everything has become chaotic. It is 10 o'clock at night and his father is not coming. The younger brother is crying. A house alone. At the call of Maghrib, Shiuli's father always comes. He never lets them be alone at night. But what happened today? He has not seen his father. Today, suddenly the wind started blowing. Shiuli is sitting near the door. The wind is blowing outside. Shiuli's hair is flying. A beautiful scene has emerged in the light of the hurricane. Suddenly, I saw my father coming from afar, with a market bag in his hand. A smile on his father's face. He brought a big fish. Rice. This is it. Where did my father get the money? I am sitting in the market today feeling sad. I don't know what to do. Then a customer came to me. When the fish was being sold. He used to take fish all the time,,,,, He took a lot of fish, when he saw me he said what's up Mia you can't be seen now,,, I came to the market looking for you but I can't find you anywhere,,,,,,, I asked people who they were but someone said you have given up this business now,,,,,,,, what is the truth you have not given up
By Ratul Shrikh9 months ago in Horror
The Last Call from Apartment 7B
I wasn’t even supposed to be home that night. The plan was simple: grab dinner with friends, catch a movie, maybe crash at Maya’s place like I usually did on Thursdays. But around noon, something in my gut told me to cancel. I don’t know why. It wasn’t a bad feeling exactly—just… off.
By Sohanur Rahman9 months ago in Horror
I Fell in Love with a Ghost
They met every Sunday beneath the old willow tree by the lake. Aarya had been coming to this lake since childhood, but after her father’s sudden death, she stopped visiting. The pain was too raw. It wasn’t until last autumn—when the silence in her house felt unbearable—that she returned. The trees were painted in golden hues, the lake shimmered under a soft sun, and the willow stood there, timeless and still.
By Yasir Hamid 9 months ago in Horror
"The Cursed 'Neelkuthi' – The Story of a Terrifying Palace"
Cursed 'Neelkuthi' - The Story of a Terrible Palace A palace called 'Neelkuthi' still stands in a remote village in Bengal. Many terrible stories are heard from the mouths of the villagers about this structure located in a dense forest. Some say it was the residence of a cursed landlord, some say murders were committed here in the name of indigo cultivation. However, the center of the story is one night, when a group of young researchers bravely entered the inner courtyard of this palace.
By Amdadul Haq Sardar9 months ago in Horror
The Monsoon Lullaby. AI-Generated.
Late one monsoon evening in a quiet village on the outskirts of Dhaka, a young teacher named Leila made her way home through winding mud lanes. The rain had eased, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet earth and jasmine. As she passed the old banyan tree that marked the turn toward her house, she heard the faintest melody drifting on the breeze—a lullaby, sung in a child’s voice.
By Shahruq Hossen9 months ago in Horror
The Whispers Beneath Room 13
I was never the type to believe in ghost stories. I grew up in a world where logic ruled and science explained everything. But after what happened during my final year in college, I no longer sleep with the lights off—or sleep much at all.
By Muhammad Hakimi9 months ago in Horror
What would it be like if you saw someone else lying next to you in your sleep in the middle of the night?
When I got the new job, no one was happy. My mother said, “Don’t do this job, it’s not good to play with people’s deaths.” The people in the neighborhood laughed, and some whispered behind my back, “This boy has become a dom!”
By Ratul Shrikh9 months ago in Horror
Whispering Pines
Part 1: The Arrival There were seven of us—friends since college—craving adventure and escape from the noise of our busy lives. The mountains were calling, and we answered, planning a full week in the wilderness. We packed tents, food, torches, and spirits high with excitement. The first two days were pure bliss: laughter by the bonfire, warm cups of tea, and storytelling under a sky full of stars.
By Noman Afridi9 months ago in Horror
