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Life at night
It was an old recreation demesne, abandoned for times. The rusted gates creaked in the wind, the lifts stood motionless, and the formerly vibrant colors of the demesne were now faded and shelling. But commodity strange was passing at night. Callers reported hearing creepy horselaugh and seeing flickers of light in the darkness. It was as if the demesne was coming back to life, but no bone
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
A Ghostly Conduit: The Haunting of The Horizon
In the vast breadth of deep space, the crew of the disquisition vessel, The Horizon, came across a derelict spaceship that was drifting erratically. The boat had no relating markings, and its surface was heavily damaged. The Horizon's captain, Jack, ordered his platoon to board the vessel and explore its innards.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Malevolent Fog: Confronting Fears and Secrets in Ravenwood
The small city of Ravenwood was like any other quaint, idyllic community. It was nestled between the mountains, girdled by lush timbers and a serene lake. But commodity minatory was about to gulf the city. A thick, malignant fog was creeping towards the city from the girding hills, and the residers had no idea what was in store for them.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Conduit: A Paranormal Investigator's Battle Against Vengeful Spirits
Caroline had always been fascinated with the paranormal, ever since she was a child. Her parents would frequently tell her stories of ghosts and spirits that visited their small city, and she'd spend hours probing the supernatural. ultimately, Caroline came a metaphysical investigator, using her capability to communicate with the dead to help people who were being visited by malignant spirits.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
"The consequences of time travel on a personal level"?
The oil had been hanging in the relic shop for times, its portentous presence drawing the attention of passersby. It was an oil painting oil, a portrayal of a woman with piercing eyes and a sly smile. No bone
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
Transformation in the Dark: The Plague of a Small Town
There was a small city, nestled in the midst of a thick timber, where everything sounded to be perfect. The air was clean, the thoroughfares were tidy, and the people were friendly. But commodity minatory was brewing in the murk of the timber. For months, there had been a series of unexplained discoveries that had left the townsfolk in a state of fear and fear.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
