Short Scary Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Total party wipe incoming. Before long, it was time to choose rooms. Elaine explained that while no one had ever cleared this scenario, past players had figured out a few things. The building had thirty floors, one apartment per floor, and only one player could stay in each. “Happy Home,” she continued, was actually a role-playing horror scenario. Each apartment housed strange entities that would act as your family or loved ones. So, seven days of living together with them? There was no way your Fear Value wouldn’t spike.

It reeked of decay and death. Samantha froze. The creature tilted its head slowly, as though studying her. Then, with a guttural snarl, it lunged. Samantha screamed, stumbling back as claws slashed through the air where her face had been a heartbeat ago. The sound tore through the forest, sharp enough to wake the dead. Her heart slammed against her ribs, panic clouding her senses. She tripped over a root and fell hard, the cold ground knocking the breath from her lungs.

From the darkness of the metro tunnel, dozens of glowing red eyes, larger than those of the Shadow Crawlers, emerged. The low growl from before had transformed into a sickening, squelching sound, like someone chewing on grotesque gum, and their breath released a sweet, sticky vapor into the air. The smell of fishy rust and damp earth was suddenly overwhelmed by the nauseating, rotting scent of vanilla. "Sucrose Zombies!" Lia shrieked, her eyes wide with terror, gripping her rusted iron pipe tightly.

I turned the light back on. The scream that tore from my lungs wasn't human. The attic was packed. Hundreds of them. Not just my collection, but things that had crawled out from the eaves, from the crawlspaces, all wearing the faces of dolls I had never seen. They were all staring at the light, their pupils shrinking in unison, a sea of black dots vanishing into porcelain voids. They didn't retreat this time. They flinched, but they kept coming. "Don't look," a voice whispered from directly behind my ear. It sounded like Lady Genevieve. "It hurts to look."

The last thing she heard was a smooth familiar voice yell; “Enough! She’s staying." data-p-id=7e9013ab2d2276816a3fc59976f040a9,Blood. More blood. Screaming. Blood. Screaming. Pain. Ghoul. Blood. Mum. Dad. Flesh. Human flesh. Blood. Ghoul. Pain. Dead. Both dead. Blood. Ghoul . . . Blaise.

I was a phantom in this world, an onlooker as I watched the inevitable happen. The flashlight in Sasha’s hands flickered, and she wailed in fright as pure darkness closed in. One second, then two—the flashlight flickered. On the third second, the screaming began. Sasha’s voice lifted to an incredible height, before gurgling and sputtering out. Horror locked me still, freezing my blood and keeping me in place. I could feel it all around me, that writhing darkness that was now responsible for the sounds of tearing flesh that filled the room.

Suddenly something pushed me on bed and held my neck so tightly that I was unable to breath. I wanted to scream but even the air wss not coming out or going inside. My dress moved from my thighs and I felt a figure on me. " MY BODY. " I heard the whisper and that's when an ugly and scary figure appeared over me and a face that was scary enough to make me pee on bed. That thing was angry. Because Dalyn had sex with me. I had closed my eyes out of fear. The figure was getting even heavier. I open my eyes again it turned even more ugly creepy and scary. His face was burned now. He licked my face with his long stinky, freaky tongue.

It feels like a ghost might pop out from somewhere and eat me up . "Well you look kind of freaked out ." He said, looking at my slightly shivering body . "Are you perhaps scared of these dark silences?" He said in a weird creepy tone . I gulped hard as he started closing the distance . Saying weird things . "You know there is this rumor that someone who passed from this hall alone , dies . After seeing a woman in white clothes covered with blood . " He started talking nonsense and creepy things . I'm at the verge of screaming you asshole ! Stop it !

Unless they deliberately refrained from letting themselves known. A sudden screech ignites from the other side, jittering me wholly as its loud volume permeates the night, rupturing my ears. I scream and buck forward, slamming my hands against my ears as the diabolic scream only amplifies dreadfully. 'Dani! We have to get away! That creature should be a Banshee! Hurry!'

"Are you scared, baby?" You are not, everything will be fine - the voice of man makes me afraid. Come here, beautiful, I won't hurt you. I know you are there. I had hidden in the small closet of my house, there I felt safe. "Are you here?" He stood in front of me. I know you're there, ”he purred. The door was ajar, since I didn't like closed places. But since you are a very disobedient girl you will stay there all night, alone, in the dark. The man closed the door and everything went dark, I panicked and screamed, scared to death, feeling that he suffocated me and could not breathe. "Take me out, please!" Bad! Deb! Madison! Help me! But nobody arrived. "Please help me!" Help! Get me out of