Scarecrow Games Novels & Stories

The stench of death hung in the air, Mike’s black ooze slowly seeping into the carpet. I forced myself to stay calm, my eyes scanning the rapidly scrolling chat. 【Wait, I think this is a word game!】 【What do you mean?】 【I’ve played horror games like this before. The Boss twists your wish! That guy said he wanted to ‘expose’ the Boss, and the Boss stripped all the flesh from his bones.】 【Holy crap, so how do you beat it?】

They lost the will to be birds. The flock panicked. The fluid motion broke. Birds slammed into each other. They dropped their salt bags harmlessly on the highway outside the Green Zone. They screeched—digital feedback—and turned. They fled. They flew straight up, trying to escape the radius of the Scarecrow’s scream. "It's turning them!" Kai cheered. "It's not just turning them," Silas said, looking at his scanner. "It's tagging them." "Tagging?" "The energy from the Scarecrow... it's sticking to them," Silas said. "They are carrying

She asked. " with you?" " did you see anyone else in the court?" Truth be told, there wasn't anyone else, but I still couldn't believe she just asked me to play with her. " why? are you scared that I'll beat you?" She asked, peering at me. " of course not... You should be scared instead. " " hm. Okay, let's make it like this. The first person to hit a 20 get to buy the other person a soda."

I spent hours with the both of them, playing board games, not noticing how much time was escaping me. I don’t think I have smiled more; Grace was brilliant, such a beautiful, sweet girl, and it tugged at my heart every time she broke out into coughs, her eyes watering as she put on a brave face and tried to keep her eyes on her cards. “I’m just trying to get you to be sympathetic for me, so you don’t see this,” she slammed down a blackjack when it was about to be Corbyn’s turn, “coming,” she grinned, laughter bubbling in her throat at the look of displeasure on Emerson’s face.

The rays of sunlight were slowly creeping into her room through the window as she walked to the windows to bring down the curtains. She yawned and held the curtains as she saw a scarecrow outside the compound they shared with the kids in the neighborhood who were still building the scarecrow as a crow flew and perched on its head. "Of course! Tomorrow is Halloween! They are getting prepared" She studied the scarecrow and for a second, she thought that the scarecrow moved its head and was staring at her now. She flinched and moved backward. That was when she noticed that one of the kids was at the back of the scarecrow and was adjusting its head.

3 YEARS AGO Klara (PoV) NIGHT OF MARDI GRAS 11:45PM Everything is a blur as I sprint towards the Church, my heartbeat and rapid breathing competing against each other. It's kind of funny if you think about it, cause I feel like I'm in one of those horror movies, you know the ones where a demon is chasing the girl and she tries to make it to safety. Only in this case the Demon is Adriano and the girl is me. I stop to catch my breath once I reach the steps of the church. And let the familiar surroundings calm my trembling body. just as I start to calm down, a screeching sound from behind me startles me and I start to panic only to realise the sound is my phone ringing. I completely forgot tha

There were only ten of us left. Crystal, who had suggested switching host families with me, was surprisingly still alive. But her face was ghastly pale, which showed that she had suffered greatly. However, after going through that ordeal, I'd finally figured out how to clear stages in this game. We had to role-play as the villagers' family members, guess key plot points, and break the cycle. If we guessed wrong, we'd either be stuck in the cycle or be tortured to death by creepy entities—basically becoming their playthings.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of a massive Victorian manor. "Welcome to Hollow Creek Manor." A cold, mechanical voice boomed from the sky. "Welcome, players, to the S-class survival game: Hollow Creek Manor. The rules are as follows: Survive for 10 days. Keep your Anxiety Level below 100. If it reaches 100, your soul will be obliterated. At the end of the game, the lower your Anxiety Level, the greater your reward." I froze. A game? I looked around and saw a few other people standing nearby.

he added with a nasty-sounding chuckle. A phone rang a moment later. Scarecrow picked it up off the counter. “It’s him,” he confirmed. “We can see you through our surveillance spell,” he said into the phone. “So no bullshit.” Calder’s low growl came through the phone clearly enough for me to hear, but I couldn’t pick up the words. “Oh, he’s alive,” Scarecrow said. “Alive and waiting for you. We wouldn’t want to separate a mated pair. Go down the stairs and turn left. The door’s open. But I would much prefer you didn’t cross the threshold.”

Scott said quietly, nodding at me. And just like that, they vanished before my eyes. They had already suffered enough in life. How could they die all over again because of me? I crouched on the ground, crying so hard I nearly fainted. The familiar mechanical voice rang out once more. "Congratulations, player. You have successfully cleared the horror game instance "Family of Four." Reward: Revival. Preparing to transport the player back to the real world. Countdown begins: 10, 9, 8..."