Scary Basement Novels & Stories

“It’s suicide to go down there. Mr. Demetri is powerful, and if he can’t handle this, neither can you.” Elaine wasn’t wrong. For some reason, my heart was dragging me toward such a dangerous step. When did I become so irrational? Just when I decided to swallow my anxiety and keep waiting for him, some news came from the basement in the most hair-raising way. Blood-curdling screams, demonic laughter, and animalistic screeches emerged from the basement. While listening to the horrific noises, I thought I heard Desmond groan. “He is in trouble. We must do something!” I ran for the door before anyone could pull me behind. My mother was screaming bloody murder, and Elaine and Mia were also beggin

She would have gotten up and wondered around to familiarize herself with her surroundings, but there does not appear to be much to look at in the sparcely furnished room. Gabe has only been gone for about five minutes at most and already Abby misses his company. It is lonely down in the basement. Lonely and cold. It is also a little creepy, if she is being honest. Abby had never been in a basement before but she had watched a horror movie about one, that she was now unfortunately recalling in great detail. The only movie he can recall having actually gotten to watch and it comes back to bite her in the ass, making her scared of her situation. When she hears a long creaking sound echo around

My begs and cries were unheard as he forcefully dragged me while I stumbled behind him. "Hurry!" He roars, irritated. I noticed that we were going in the opposite direction from Ivan's room. To a basement, perhaps. My eyes widened as the terror resolved in the ditch of my stomach. Why is he taking me to the basement? A bad feeling pops up in my gut. Is he planning to kill me or something? Numerous scary ideas and images raced through me as I realized all the things Ivan could do to me right now. And the worst is, I'll not be able to do anything and protect myself.

Soon they reached the basement area. It was a huge area. There was a massive corridor, leading to god knows where. “Lucia, you said it looks normal,” Garaine nudged her friend. “It's no way normal. It looks like a haunted basement.” “It’s ordinary when it comes to mafia households,” Lucia said, walking. “Doesn’t Turner’s mansion have one?” “The Turner’s-” Garaine wanted to speak but paused.

"And that is what makes it interesting. The Elena who arrived here broken and defeated wouldn't have done that. But something in you is changing. Growing teeth." Was she right? Was I changing? Or was I just so far past fear that I had nothing left to lose? "Come," Mara said. "I will show you the rest of the basement. You might as well know what you are dealing with." We walked through more sections—gambling dens, meeting rooms, areas I couldn't identify by purpose. Everywhere, supernatural creatures conducted business that would have shocked the humans above.

' When she thought of the scenes she had sneakily watched online while biting her pillow and squinting, she turned away and swiftly ran away. Coming out of the basement, she took a deep breath. 'This villa seemed quite aesthetically pleasing earlier, but it feels eerie and scary now. No, I must tell Mommy that this place is haunted. We must leave immediately!' However, just as she took a step, she could not help but look back at the stairs leading to the basement. She had indeed heard a boy's voice calling out to his mom. Terrified of ghosts to the point of death, yet unable to keep her curiosity in check, Cherry took small, hesitant steps back to the door she had just left. This time around

I was still alone in the house, and that's when I realized that the intruders could be back. I was scared to turn the lights on. I quietly stepped into the hallway in the dark and waited to hear or see something, anything. After waiting for a while and feeling convinced that the explosive noise was not from this house, I walked back to my room. What's that burning smell, charred electric wires kind of stench? It was coming from the basement. I turned on lights all over the house before taking the steps down to the basement because I was terrified of old houses and basements ever since I watched the Conjuring movie. The door of the dryer was wide open, and most of the clothes turned to soot a

The mansion was rumored to be the lair of a vampire queen who had a torture chamber in its basement, where her victims brutally harvested for their bloods. As scary as Rachelia could be sometimes, Lars was pleased to learn she wasn't a vampire. Although, she really did have jail cells and torture chambers in the mansion's basement. Lars always shuddered whenever he passed by the empty cells where the prisoners in the past once begged for their lives, only to found their pleas not granted and instead ended in screams.

Suddenly there was a short circuit in the room. A bulb which was hanging at the corner of the ceiling had an electrical impedance and at once it fell on the floor like somebody intentionally dropped it. A low growl was heard in the room and Amara knew it wasn't from Alex. The monster was right there beside them. A gut wrenching feeling of anxiety stuck her soul. Was he watching them?

She asks as she walks behind me. " Yeah. Need to tell you something." I tell her as we take the stairs to the basement. Reid follows behind slowly. We climb down the stairs and the basement as usual looks dark except for the white bulb that illuminates half of the basement and it looks a bit bright. Sarai turns swiftly to look at me. Fear is written all over her face. She knows what happens in the basement. Torture. I pull her to stand in front of me. Manny place a chair in the middle of the room and she panics.