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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.
Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor
Season 1 Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor Chapter 1 The wind howled its mournful song, a dirge for the dying day and the ancient secrets it stirred. Eldoria Manor stood silhouetted against a bruise-purple sky, a monolithic scar on the horizon, its skeletal chimneys clawing at the clouds. Locals whispered of its blight, of the unspeakable acts that stained its foundations, but for Professor Alistair Finch, a seasoned parapsychologist with more skeptical victories than genuine encounters, Eldoria represented a new kind of challenge .. a legacy he couldn't afford to ignore.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Horror
SEASON FINALE : The Black Lung Communion: How a Surgeon’s Journal Sparked a Demonic Outbreak
CHAPTER 9: THE WHITE SILENCE Consciousness returned not as a light, but as a suffocating weight. Liam’s first sensation was of pressure...a dense, pillowy mass crushing his chest, filling his mouth and nose. Panic flared, primal and blind. He thrashed, but his limbs were pinned, heavy as stone.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Horror
SEASON 4 : The Black Lung Communion: How a Surgeon’s Journal Sparked a Demonic Outbreak
CHAPTER 7: THE FAMILY TREE The silence after the doppelgänger’s dissolution was heavier than any noise. Liam could only stare at Althea, at the dark sigil pulsing on her skin like a second, terrible heart. The air still hummed with the echo of that unwritable word, a vibration that made his teeth ache.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Horror
SEASON 2 : The Black Lung Communion: How a Surgeon’s Journal Sparked a Demonic Outbreak
CHAPTER 3: THE INTRAVENOUS CONFESSION The iron door to the old wing was cold, its surface pitted with rust and something darker that looked like old bloodstains. The master key felt alien in Liam’s hand, a sliver of cold metal that seemed to pulse with a malevolent life of its own.
By Tales That Breathe at Night6 months ago in Horror
The Black Lung Communion: How a Surgeon’s Journal Sparked a Demonic Outbreak
CHAPTER 1: “THE BREATHING X-RAY” The air in St. Hedwig’s records room smelled of yellowing paper and regret. It was a scent Dr. Liam Evans had grown accustomed to over twenty years of service, but tonight, it felt different. Thicker. As if the walls themselves were holding their breath.
By Tales That Breathe at Night6 months ago in Horror











