Creepy Stories Game Novels & Stories

It could make you blind. Me: Delete this whole thread, Dean. Now. I space out my words, trying to bury the image so he won’t see it when he opens the text. Me: Don’t Me: Even Me: Look Me: Just Me: Delete Archer: What are you doing? Me: Burying the image. OMG OMG Archer: So you don’t want me to screenshot it and send again? Me: NO I set my phone down, laughing to keep from crying. Sucking it up, I call Dean. His phone rings. And rings. And rings.

She flipped to one of the pages and excitedly asked Timothy, "How about a ghost marriage?" The man frowned. "That sounds ominous. Pick something else." Yara glanced at him in disdain and clicked her tongue. "You're too superstitious." Even so, she turned a page and pointed at the bride in a blood-soaked wedding gown. "What about this one? The ghost bride." Timothy was at a loss for words. Ultimately, he had enough of her cursing others or his tastes. So, he picked one with an embroidery house theme. The game required a minimum of four people to play, which led to them being randomly matched with a couple. The first step upon entering was to understand the backstory.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

Then I bit down hard on Jack’s arm and tore off a piece of flesh. At the same time, the horror game activated, and both Jack and I were pulled into the dungeon. The moment we entered the dungeon, the boss opened its scarlet eyes and exhaled cold breath. “Found you.” This dungeon was called "The Count’s Treasure", with ten players entering—six men and four women. A cold electronic voice echoed in our minds. "The Count liked collecting shiny things. But not long ago—zzzt… its most beloved treasure was stolen by humans. Players, please help the Count retrieve its treasure… zzzzt…"

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

ONCE ENTERED THERE'S NO TURNING BACK I can feel the sweat on the back of my neck and a great adrenaline pumping. I look at Krisha who's staring at it with a wide grin on her face. She looks so creepy. I know what she's thinking. I was about to step back when she tugs me towards the entrance and I already was dead. Before we step in, the golden-haired lady outside explained to us the mechanics of the game. My whole body seems to be saturated with sweat and my hands are coldly shaking. As soon as we step in screams and growls can be heard which makes my nervousness grow. I look at Krisha who seems to be scared as well. I wrap my arms around Krisha's and make her walk first. A white lady sudden