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In particular, the one in the middle, who was looking at her like… Like he wanted to eat her alive. Nora was a human. She had no connection whatsoever to werewolves. There was no reason that they should be paying attention to her. She tried to focus on the podcast that she was listening to. Some true crime thing that she’d been obsessed with for a while. “…and they found the body in the woods….” a soothing, woman’s voice was narrating the hideous details of a necromancer who had been murdering people to bring them back from the dead. Maybe it was weird that she found listening to other people’s grisliest traumas comforting. But there was something about knowing that everyone went through thi

The restaurant usually opens by 7:30AM, it would be a very long time but I have no choice. I heard a slight movement, I grew scared, I thought this place was unnoticeable, the movement was getting closer....what could be moving at this time of the night, no scrap that, this time of the day. It got closer, oh god please save me.... "Are you awake"I heard Miss Lauretta's voice, I heaved a sigh of relief. "Yes Miss Lauretta"I spoke back in a rush "You are an early riser...."she paused for a while before she spoke"Natasha..".

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

He also realised that the music he could still hear coming from the cafeteria had suddenly stopped playing and everything else had turned silent, except for the low whirring sound coming from the glowing book. Then, all at once, the eerie feeling drifted away but the book was still glowing and now he could hear the music again. 🎵I'm on the highway to hell, Highway to hell! The highway to hell, Highway to hell! Led Zeppelin's song was the one that brought back that eerie feeling as Jake got up, stashing the book back in his bag. "That's wrong," came a voice which made him turn around to find a boy, a student who he had seen earlier when he walked into that section of the library.

This shadow, this darkness with fangs, it had the power to stipulate how they dreamed and that made him crazy with need to blow the creature’s head off. “This is a local legend about nightmares, a satanic sorcerer, and black magic. It is titled as Shadows and Blood, and is 50 years old. Folklore, through songs and words and this guy had recorded it down, a little and a lot of his own story.” She looked at the book, biting her lips, forehead crinkling in concentration. “Sound gory and ancient and I have never heard of this.” Art said as he struggled to open his tired eyes. It burned from the lack of sleep. Aurora looked tired as well, but she was dogged to finish the book, to find anything mo

It seems like the bones are cracking and the body give a ear-splitting screech which make Heather cover her ears to avoid a bleed and turn to the body shock to see the person is not dead. Heather get up on her feet and move back as the body begin to move his body like a zombie from movies. Scared out of her mind, Heather run back to her car and ignite the car reversing back and make an escape. Heather drive back home and get out of the car with her whole body trembling from the horror she has just witnessed. The door is not locked like she believe it will be so she make her way in and rush to the toilet before anyone could see the blood on her jeans.

Audrey's jaw dropped to her feet, her eyes in disbelief at the atrocity they witnessed It indeed was it. It was a ledger, containing. . . Audrey's hand flew to her mouth. "Oh, my God!" She whispered, her voice trembling in absolute horror. "This is beyond insane. No wonder he killed Vivienne for this." Snapping out of her startled state, she withdrew the flash drive and switched off the laptop, saying to herself. "I have to get to the safehouse at once. I can't be by myself, holding such a deadly secret."

The sharp echoes ripped through the stillness like lightning slicing the sky, sending a jolt straight down my spine. Allison’s head snapped toward the sound, her eyes wide with shock and anger. My heart thundered in my chest, adrenaline pumping as I instinctively moved closer to her. The child let out a whimper, burying her face in Allison’s shoulder, sensing the danger even at her tender age. For a moment, everything went silent, like the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for whatever horror was about to unfold. I could feel the tension coiling in the air, thick and suffocating. The darkness outside seemed alive, like it was watching, waiting to pounce.

She just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. Travis Blake suddenly stopped, but he didn’t put her down. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly as he said, “Are you afraid of watching horror movies? What about ghost stories? Imagine countless hands reaching out from the cemetery graves in the middle of the night. They grab your feet, and behind the tombstones lie the ghosts of the dead.” Hailey looked at Travis Blake, horrified. With such a blank face, this man was talking to her about horror movies and ghost stories in a cemetery!

His weight presses heavily on me. I close my eyes. All hope lost. Beg silently for it to stop. Suddenly, a loud growl. Menacing. Dangerous. It cuts through the storm like a sharp blade. Low. Josh freezes. The others go still. Another sound. A howl. Long and Piercing, next. The woods fall silent. We all fall silent. I smell fear. Instantly, I see them, two glowing eyes in the dark. Gold. Luminous. Like fire. A shadow steps forward. Massive. Primal. Half wolf, half horror.