Phasmophobia Cursed Objects Novels & Stories

"You're right. Maybe I am overreacting." As we spoke, Jess suddenly noticed David was no longer beside her. "Where's David? Did you see where he went?" she asked, glancing around in panic. My eyes darted to the open door behind her, a sinking suspicion already forming. "Did he go outside?" Before I could finish the thought, a scream pierced through the air from the opposite house. "Who let this little brat in my house? How dare you make a mess here? I'll beat you to death!"

Next to the table was an open closet with different colors of wigs, heads of dolls, a silver robe and a handcuff. “Someone likes roleplay.” I chuckled, wondering whose room I could be in. I reached out to caress one of the dolls and my hand slipped, then I heard a moving sound behind me. I turned around to see a light flickering under what looked like a crooked wall. Maybe a secret passage? I moved closer to have a better look “Looking for something?” I had to keep myself from screaming when Kade spoke behind me. This was the second time he had crept up on me today.

At him. I see fear in their eyes. Suspicion. Disgust. And I see something worse. I see the moment they stop seeing a frightened four-year-old boy and start seeing a threat. "What is that thing?" A woman demands, pointing a shaking finger at Kael. "He's not a thing," I snap. "He's a child." "That's not natural," an older man says, his voice hard. "No pup should be able to do what we just saw." "He's clearly been cursed," another voice adds. "Or worse, he's cursed."

My dove will make a damn good doctor one day. "Talk," she tells me, pushing her glasses up her nose with a shaky hand. "I... I already told you before that I'm cursed. The same goes for my entire pack. I...I can't stand not being around you. I won't be able to survive your rejection, the hollow curse makes sure of it," I tell her, and her eyes go wide. "Because of my fear of losing you, I..." I gulp, my hand shaking harder. "I developed an obsessive disorder."

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

she said gently, “people say many things when they’re frightened. Betrayal, illness, grief, conflict; eventually someone starts accusing someone else of rituals or curses.” “This isn’t paranoia! He doesn’t feel like himself anymore. He forgets things mid-conversation and barely sleeps. Sometimes he sounds normal, and other times it feels like somebody hollowed him out and left the shell standing there, and he is refusing help.” The oracle lowered her gaze. “That makes this difficult.” “Matthias confirmed my fears tonight. They’ve been around Cameron for much longer than we realized.” The oracle went still after that. “Do you know something?” “I know fear spreads quickly through packs,” she r

The audience and the viewers were still confused, so I sighed and explained more clearly. "I ran an experiment. Not everyone turns on me after I say those words. "When I told a stranger in places without cameras or smart devices, nothing happened. "But after that first test, I secretly followed up. The person who'd been kind to me suddenly won a brand new Arclight phone shortly after. "After she got that phone, she immediately developed a hatred for what I did. She despised me." Some comments appeared. [So, was it the phone?] [But wait! Those kids at your son's school don't have phones. How did they turn on you?]

If she thinks about the difference in the aura of William's room with the other rooms, Leona just kept on convincing herself that it was only natural, because William was a boy, and even the smell of his perfume must have spread throughout the room. "Maybe it's the effect of the perfume, so the room looks weird like this," Leona muttered, not wanting to bother. She immediately left the room and cleaned another room. "If your goal is to make me a servant in this apartment so that I don't feel comfortable living, you're wrong, William. Things like this are not a problem for me at all, compared to me having to leave this place and risk my own life out there," Leona said when she lay down on the

" The Southern Sect Master started to think of some memories " The legend of the curse of the pharaohs began at the opening of the first tomb in the entire great Jimmy XIII mountain. It is not possible for him to stay on this mountain as it will affect his cultivation speed . . . . . . . And the first thing that caught their attention was inscriptions saying, “Death will strike with the wings of the poisoner whoever disturbs the peace of the king.” This is the phrase found inscribed on the first tomb discovered in the great Jimmy XIII Mountain The discovery of which was followed by a series of strange incidents that began with the death of many workers searching in the cemetery, which puzzle

I look back at him askance, narrowing my eyes and placing my hands on my hips. —Don't play dumb Alex. You did it on purpose. I don't know how you knew. I don't know how you found it. But that necklace, that thing ... - I say pointing to the ruby inside the wooden chest. - Somehow it made me have that vision. He bows his head repentantly and sighs almost inaudibly. —Are you going to tell me what the hell is going on here? - I snort enraged.- It's one thing to read that book, which frankly scares me sometimes and quite another is to come into contact with cursed objects that make me hallucinate!