Unnerving Images Novels & Stories

I said while looking at the woman now bathing in frappe. I flipped my hair and walked away from them. Bad vibes!

Anton and I try to run for our mates, but my legs feel like they're made of lead. "Teegan!" I yell. I watch in horror as she falls to the ground. What's going on? When I see Petra fall next to her, I know she won't be able to stop whatever this is. There's no smoke, and I can't smell anything, but something is definitely affecting all of us. "Nooooo!" I try to scream when I see a dark figure lifting them up as if they weigh nothing. The figure turns toward me, and I freeze. The face is distorted, so I can't determine if it's male or female.

CONNOR: (picture message file) (picture message file) (picture message file) I shouldn’t click it, but my interest is peaked. I click it and three slightly grainy night vision photos pop up. My heart constricts in my chest, the images engraved in my mind before, I quickly click back, mark the message as unread and toss the phone on the coffee table. Maybe curiosity did kill the cat. Or in this case wolf?

Under the attentive gaze of everyone in the room, each wearing a unique emotion which came together to cast a thick tension into the atmosphere, Andre scrolled down and opened another folder. And as soon as they caught a glance of the gallery of videos and images arranged into multiple grids, they recognised it for what it was. And the reaction followed; a sharp gasp, a groan of rage and of course, genuine shocking surprise from Clara herself. Because irrespective of having been aware of it already, the vulgarity of those motion pictures and still images of a nude Marie still managed to shock her. Andre reclined into the seat, slanting his head to the side. "And I was wondering, which should

“Investors do too.” I flicked through the pages with my steadier thumb. The photos were grainy but clear enough: a man on a gurney, arms stiff; a woman on a tiled floor, eyes rolled back; an ECG trace with ugly spikes where there should have been polite hills. Each image had a timestamp and a trial code. Someone had put a lot of work into making this look real.

With trembling hands, I retrieved the flash drive from my pocket and inserted it into my laptop, the soft hum of the machine filling the room as it powered on. My heart raced as the screen flickered to life, the contents of the drive displayed before me in a series of folders and files. With a deep breath, I clicked on the first folder, my pulse quickening with each passing second. What I saw next filled me with shock and disbelief. The images that flashed across the screen were gruesome and horrifying, a stark reminder of the darkness that lurked in the world beyond our doorstep. I recoiled in horror, my stomach churning with revulsion at the sight before me.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

Seen Jane Valdez :Okay, sml. I just watched videos for drowsiness. What I just did some streaming in YouTube when someone popped up on chat head again and I accidentally clicked it. James Von Waltridge : Goodnight, Miss. See you when I see you. I don't want to see you, Mr. Jerk!

His voice, which is normally resonant and wonderfully husky, is now guttural and strange. "Mine," he groans out again, then his face shifts. Literally. A muzzle starts to elongate out of his face. and I watch in frozen horror as his face morphs into that if a wolf. He opens his maw, and I scream. My eyes shoot open to Neela's face directly above mine. I let out a scream. She lets out her own scream. I let out another scream, and she screams again. "Girl, what is wrong with you?" I ask her, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I try to remember why I woke up screaming, but my mind is fuzzy.

These two months she was behind me, but now acting as if she would be able to breathe if I am not near her. Is it because Grandma brought Tina here to get me married? But our marriage was a secret which got revealed and that’s all, right? Then why? With all those questions I tried to sleep, but hell I just couldn’t and then the pictures entered my head. What if they are photoshop? But if you don’t know Nakul then you wouldn’t know who is the person in the pictures. It is difficult to do a photoshop of such pictures too. I groaned and moved with frustration only to get my hands touched to her back. I moved them away immediately, but saw her going stiff.