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The Sounds From the Attic: The Hinterkaifeck Mystery. Content Warning.
I. The Wind Over Hinterkaifeck The wind still moves through the place where the farm once stood. A lonely patch of earth in Bavaria, swallowed by grass and overburden. Locals say the ground there feels wrong, like it hums faintly when the night grows too still. They call it Hinterkaifeck, though the farmhouse itself is long gone. All that remains is the story. And what a story it is dear readers...
By Veil of Shadows4 months ago in Horror
The Good Reverend: A Tale That’ll Leave You Speechless
Picture this: a snowy afternoon in rural Michigan, January 1909. A man in a black suit, cloak billowing in the icy wind, kisses his wife and kids goodbye, hops on his horse, and gallops off into the fading light. Sounds like the start of a cozy Western, right? But hold on-this isn’t that kind of story. This is the story of Reverend John Carmichael, a man whose journey to a nearby town took a turn so bizarre, so chilling, it’ll make you question what you think you know about the human mind. What happens when paranoia twists reality into something deadly? Let’s dive in.
By KWAO LEARNER WINFRED4 months ago in Horror
Chalet of Bloody Corpses
The five hikers had stopped for some quick skinny dipping. Helga had started it, claiming to have forgotten her swimsuit, but Chad had given the idea wings as he stripped down. He hit Charlie with his underpants, challenging the normally shy young man into the water as the more adventurous boy dove into the water. Helga grinned as Charlie quickly stripped and swam out to Chad, while Melissa stayed on shore. Thomas, always a victim of peer pressure, joined the other three. Melissa took some cajoling, but she eventually gave in, putting her cowboy hat on her clothes before diving in.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
Blood on the Mountain: A Chilling Tale from the Appalachian Trail
Imagine this: you’re standing by a quiet creek, the kind where the water whispers secrets as it slips over smooth stones. The air is crisp, the forest alive with the hum of nature. You cast your fishing line, hoping for a bite, but instead, you hear a voice-low, unfamiliar, creeping through the trees. Your heart skips. Is it a friendly hiker? Or something else entirely? That’s exactly where Ricky Williams found himself one fateful afternoon in May 2008, on the banks of Dismal Creek. And let me tell you, this story? It’s one that’ll make your skin crawl.
By KWAO LEARNER WINFRED4 months ago in Horror
My Bodyguard Spot
Chester was tossed a backpack. The person tossing the backpack to him was Don Salingro, head of the local mafia. “Just remember two rules, Chester: The bullets start flying get out as soon as possible, and if the backpack is emptied refill it. Get it?”
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
Just Another Thursday
The blood from the lamb’s cut throat flowed down Boyd’s hand. He tossed the lamb into the waterfall and walked back to his campfire. May as well tune the fiddle while I wait, he thought as he pulled out the fiddle that had been in his family for generations.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
Demon of the Dispensary
DEA Agent Elizabeth Derring strode carefully through the dispensary, seeing everything through the sights of her Glock 19. Her team had timed the raid perfectly; there were only a couple of employees in the building. The raid had gone well until about five minutes ago, when she had lost contact with the other three members of her team. She had tried to retreat but had gotten lost.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
The Vampire's Guide to Investing
Too many fresh kindred forget that being turned is just the beginning. They usually have no long-range plans beyond “serve the sire until he gets bored of you and then figure it out”; these neonates either get themselves killed serving their sire or become a meal for one of their elders. Therefore, these neonates need to create some sort of investment plan for their futures. Such a plan is not hard to set up.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
It's All Fun And Games Until The Wings Appear. Content Warning.
So there I’m naked and chained to this hard rubber table when I make this sudden realization. See, the night had begun relatively simple. I was on the hunt and looking for someone with a burning passion for something. Anything. That’s sort of my lifeblood.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
