Specimen 8 Spooky's House Of Jumpscares Novels & Stories

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..."

What are you taking me for? Lacey chortled out loud. She covered her nose and took a few steps backward, keeping a fair distance away from him. "You can think whatever you want, but we're through. And you should stop bothering me again." In my past life, Xavier had been very easily swayed by Lacey and convinced to help her throw me off the roof to my death. It was obvious that he was simply obsessed and even infatuated with her. So, in this life, of course, he also wasn't going to take her flimsy excuse to break up.

Her wolf howled in frustration, sensing the prey but unable to close the distance as the hallways seemed to stretch and distort. “ELLDDEEERR LEEEEEE!” Dominic’s roar shook the house, cracking the silver-framed mirrors along the walls. They reached the third floor. The hallway was a corridor of gothic horror. The doors were etched with runes that glowed with a faint, oily soot. Samantha followed the golden breadcrumbs; the tiny psychic imprints Ava had desperately left on the floorboards. They were glowing hotter now, smelling of scorched ozone and hope. “The end of the hall!” Samantha pointed.

“We—” “Guess she takes after her mother.” Jaz says, before dragging me into the haunted house. As we step in, it's like we're transported into another world. There are trees, lots of them, and blood is smeared on dozens of them. A loud shriek pierces the air, and Gwen's arms are suddenly around my leg. Jaz humps and stalks forward. A bony figure jumps from one tree, its face dripping with blood, bones peeping from its own skin. It looks like a real life damn horror movie. Gwen screams out loud as the figure grabs her arm.

Decades, even. Lucas was at daycare, Colt was out running errands, and the house had fallen into that eerie kind of silence that made her skin prickle. Maybe that’s why she’d come to the door at all. Maybe part of her needed to remember. Or maybe it was because she’d heard something—faint but sharp—last night. Like something shifting beneath the floorboards. She opened the door. The scent hit her first. Damp concrete, rust, and something else… older. Forgotten. She took a slow step down, the wooden stairs groaning under her weight. The single lightbulb at the bottom cast long shadows that danced across the walls.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

“Besides. We’re kind of the main characters at this point.” “Great,” I said flatly. “Main characters in an unedited fever dream.” Colby wiggled his eyebrows. “At least fever dreams are never boring.” I nodded. “Right? Last one I had involved a centaur, a kazoo, and a haunted vending machine.” Matt gave him a look. “You tell that story like it’s not real.” “It felt real,” Jesse said with mock solemnity. “Too real.” I groaned. “This is what I’m talking about. Spiritborn drops cryptic horror, and you all act like we’re on summer vacation.”

“I’m not suspecting you Blaine and I never tell the higher ups about your connection to the two so just take the day off for now and think hard. Maybe Phantom Night is one of your acquiantances because it’s not a mere coincidence” Jake ended the call after that and Blaine have no choice but to take the day off. Well, it’s not like he can work at this state so it’s favorable for him. Did you like our present Blaine? It’s our welcome gift for you Again. He heard some voices again. Blaine turned his head left and right but he didn’t saw anyone. Is he really hallucinating or there are really ghost in this house? I inwardly laugh at myself. Maybe I accumulated a lot of stress these past few day

Jake muttered. “You...you can see it?” Julia began panicking, “shit! You're totally serious!” The window’s glass suddenly shattered with Jake lunging himself at Matt's sister, the two of them hitting the soft carpet on the floor. “Get down!” Jake cried out after seeing a large creature unlike anything he had ever seen land in the far side of the living room. Matt cried out in pain. “Fuck! My arm!” None of them except Jake could see the creature which was on all its fours, preparing to attack again. To Jake, It kinda looked like the Xenomorph from the movie series, Alien, except this one did not have a tail.

Multiple hands of the dead people reach out from under the earth trying to crawl out and Jessica stands with her arms wide apart laughing hysterically ................... ✍🏽 I wake up the following day, the day of Halloween. The house is lit up with pumpkin lights, some new red candles at the window waiting to burn, fake cobwebs on the door, rubber spiders on the toilet seat and blood paints on the door We played a recording of people screaming and people screaming while getting butchered and sounds of chainsaw ripping through the flesh of unfortunate souls—lovely tunes I meet Haley at the Kitchen, she just got the Halloween cookies out of the oven. She baked spider shaped cookies and she i