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She wanted to scream. She stood to prepare to leave at the next stop and made her way to the door. She passed two young women staring at their cell phones and froze. There was the image of Andre, water pouring off his naked body. She missed her stop and jolted to ring the bell for the next. "What site was that on?" she asked them, and they stared at her with knowing grins. "It's all over the Internet now!" one gushed. "This one is Reddit in the NSFW subreddit for big cocks!" the other whispered, and they burst into giggles.

he said. “And please tell me if this one’s true. Did you battle ghouls in a haunted manor in England? Everyone’s always telling that story, but I have to hear it from the horse’s mouth. Well, wolf’s mouth in this case,” I said. My fear had long since ditched me. In its place, excitement was making me embarrass myself in front of Alice’s dad, the revered mythical wolf. “I was just shacking up in the manor. I didn’t know it was haunted. The ghouls came and tried to kill me. Let’s just say I don’t take kindly to being attacked while I’m sleeping,” Briar said.

She frowned at the text from an unknown number. She opened the text and found a link of sorts. She clicked on the link which led her to a dark website. Susan swallowed nervously when a video appeared on the screen. With another deep breath and tightening the towel around herself, she pressed the play button. At first, she nearly closed the web page at the sight of two men penetrating a woman from front and back, dismissing it as some ridiculous p**n site and nothing much. However, when she looked a bit more carefully and closely, she gasped with a hand over her mouth and dropped the phone as if electrocuted by it.

It was bold and had taunting letters which rread: "REPORT NON HUMANS FOR A CASH REWARD. ANONYMOUS." I froze. My thumb hovered over the screen. The words pulled me in like gravity, and before I knew it, I was tapping the link. The page loaded, showing a slick, professional-looking site. Pictures of strange shadows, blurred creatures, testimonials from so-called “witnesses” who claimed they had been rewarded for their bravery. “This is… unreal,” I muttered. The coincidence was almost too much. Mateo had to know about this, this must have been his angle from the start.

You could say that there are no ghosts in the world, and I could agree with you, but some people said that there are no werewolves in the world and we know for sure that they are, so… never say never. “I hate this place,” Sam said and looked around. “So many stories , horror stories that I get goosebumps just thinkin' about it.” “ I chose this place exactly for that. Because we all hate this place and it is the last place where Manganiello would think that we will come.”

That did the trick, and finally, no one was gazing at the werefox, no matter how puzzled or worried they were inside. However, after another 5 minutes had passed, Sean stood abruptly from his seat. “I’m going to die!” he cried out, drawing his classmates’ attention and that of the teacher's, of course. “Stop making trouble, kiddo.” The teacher frowned. “But I can’t. I can’t bear it anymore. It’s not my fault that I’m incredibly horny!" A tear rolled down his cheek, and he sniffled. His revelation stunned the class into silence. “What did you just say?” the teacher asked with widened eyes.

“I love black holes.” I squirmed in my seat. “What are you doing?” I looked around. We were near the back of the planetarium with no one around them, but we were still in public. When I felt Kai’s hand slide inside my pants, his fingers finding my wet folds, I let out a hiss. I gripped the armrests as he slipped up and down my slit. “Kai, we shouldn’t do this. Not here.”

“Do you think it’s haunted?” My breath sticks in my chest at her words. Before I can say anything, Jack laughs. “Don’t be stupid. Of course it isn’t haunted.” “Some people think it is,” I counter. “There have always been stories about this place, about the swamp.” The woman pauses as an uneasy shadow flickers across her delicate features. “What kind of stories?” she presses. Jack once again cuts me off. “Who gives a shit?” he chuckles. “Ghosts, witches, werewolves–that’s all kid stuff. The only thing we should be afraid of is the IRS.”

Six teenagers stopped their car in front of an abandoned house in Minnesota. They are a group of TikTokers who often create horror-themed live streaming content. According to rumors, everyone who occupies this house will end up dying tragically. Whether it's real or just a rumor, the fact is that everyone who lives in this house always dies in a tragic way. "Here we go!" Max said excitedly. "Eiden, are you sure we're going to live here?" asked Elly who was sitting at the back with doubt.

I said to myself. “Maybe it’s not such a horrible thing if I click on the link, after all. I’m simply curious whether this is legitimate or a scam...” My mind and emotions were fighting whether to open the link because it may contain a virus, but my curiosity won me over my trepidation. When I clicked on the link, I was sent to a website that stated ‘WELCOME TO LIVE SUICIDE’ and featured a blood-dripping effect on the screen, as well as skulls and skeletons in the background.