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A Lovecraftian Christmas
Like a crash of thunder followed by a sonic boom. Something has just entered our atmosphere. The first arrival sets the stage for things to come. Ammutseba has fallen to Earth to be benevolent for one special day. On other days he'd be known as The Devourer of Stars. Something came over him today, he felt sorry for humanity. Usually, he just feels contempt for humankind. Men are just puppets for The Great Old Ones. Ammut calls Its brethren to take one last look at humanity. Tentacles cover the ground and you can no longer see the floor. Horrors now inhabit this strange planet. Ammut searches for a new way to see things.
By FRANK? Piccolella3 years ago in Horror
October 5th
Ever since I decided to move into a cabin in the mountains, I have had writer's block. I thought that the mountains would give me more motivation for my book, but so far, nothing. My publisher asked me to write something scary this time, so I had the idea to write about the sightings of this "Skinwalker". He was hesitant at first, but when I told him that I would travel and research about Skinwalkers first, he was on board for it. So, I did my research, and found out that there were sightings in Utah, in the mountains. I rented a cabin near the sightings by Skinwalker Ranch, at least that is what the locals call it. When I got to the cabin, I settled down and got my laptop set up to start the new book. Of course, though, not a single thought to start. So, I went out into the woods surrounding the cabin, looked around the area and, of course, nothing. I went to grab my camera thinking I might be able to catch evidence or clues, but like always, I found nothing. Then it hit me, remembering all the research I did, all the sightings that I found online, happened at nighttime. It was only three in the afternoon, so I went back to my cabin and waited for nightfall. I Thought to myself that I would take a nap until the moon rises. I sat on the couch drifting off to the comfort of the fireplace. I got woken up by an unrealistic shriek that almost sounded like an animal, but not like any animal I’ve ever heard. I noticed that it was around 10pm, and pitch black out, so this is the perfect time to go out and see what I can find. I grabbed my video camera, and set out on this dark skinwalking adventure. I probably walked about two miles trying to catch anything on my video camera, but I haven’t seen or heard anything. It’s already about midnight, so I decided to go back to the cabin. On my way back, I heard something rustling in the bushes next to me. Probably just a rabbit or a raccoon. I kept walking back towards the cabin while looking at the video footage to see if I caught anything at all. I heard the rustling again, but it sounded much closer. Thought nothing of it. I was able to see the chimney of the cabin, almost there. Then I heard right behind me, it sounded like rustling bushes. It sounded big. I decided to start video recording again, even though it sounded big, I slowly turned around. What I saw, in the bushes, glowing eyes. Whatever this thing is, it was hunched over. It started to stand up like a human being, I froze in place. When it started yelling, I ran, almost fumbling over my own feet. If I can just get to the cabin, I’ll be safe. I hear it behind me, chasing me. Feel like I’m going to collapse. I’m almost at the door, if I can just make it to the porch…
By Rachel Dailey3 years ago in Horror
The Fate of the Final Girl
With Jamie Lee Curtis taking her final bow as the iconic Laurie Strode in the closure of the long-running Halloween franchise, I decided that it would be a good time to take “Final Girls” by Riley Sager off of the shelf as a tribute to the woman who revolutionized and embodied the essence of strength and resiliency that it takes to be a final girl. Often attributed as the first real example of a final girl, Curtis’ character Laurie Strode was the sole survivor of Michael Myers’ attacks that fateful Halloween night, but Curtis’ character highlighted the emotional, physical, and psychological burden that can come from being a survivor.
By Kurt Mason3 years ago in Horror
A Touching Gift
Glen had always been a bit of a ladies' man. Ever since his first girlfriend, he'd been a firm believer in the "love um and leave um" school of thought. In high school, it caused some trouble. Glen was the handsome football player who went through women like water, and it seemed he was always in the middle of some drama. In a way, Glen guessed he fed off it, loving the attention he got from being at the center of such controversy. As he got older, Glen found similar conquests out in the real world. The car lot he worked at held a bevy of pretty clients, pretty secretaries, and lovely bosses who became far less authoritarian once the bedroom door was shut.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Rain Man
Her mother told her to lock all the doors, close all the curtains, go to the basement, and stay quiet. Lisa thought it was because of the tornado but her mother was more afraid of the man in the night than any storm. As the rain poured down, the thunder made its big booming presence known. Lisa sat in the small corner of the dimly lit basement mindlessly scrolling through her phone, cursing the god's every time the internet went out; causing her Instagram feed to refresh. About an hour or so later, Lisa got bored, put down her phone picked up her book, and continued reading where she had left off in the storybook oh so long ago. Just as she seemed to be drifting off into the fantasy world of fictional characters and insane missions, she heard the back door open with that familiar "click" of the lock. Slowly, lifting her gaze up and away from the book, she furrowed her brow as her mind processed what she had heard, with a release of breath she hadn't realized she was holding, she called out for her mother but stopped mid-way through as she remembered her mother said to stay quiet and as she listened to the footsteps a sudden and terrifying realization hit her; that wasn't her mother walking and she had just made a noise.
By Jacaria Woods3 years ago in Horror
Cross Connection
Not many people give much thought to the setup of a large public aquarium. The patrons would possibly be bored to death to hear the science behind setting up such a large exhibit of living creatures. Fewer still would be aware of how much work goes into it and how many experts are involved.
By Dwayne O Connor3 years ago in Horror
Priest Reese: Vampire Hunter
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. My German Shepherd Helsing was absently gnawing on something in the passenger seat but I was too busy keeping the truck from sliding off the road to give it much attention. We went left at the fork in the road knowing full well that the cabin was to the right and drove a little ways down so we'd be out of sight. It wasn't until I had stopped at a pass overlooking the cabin that I noticed what Helsing had between his teeth and paws. It was one of my wooden stakes which he loved to whittle down to a nub. He let a low, whimpering growl as I took it away from him.
By Kincaid Jenkins3 years ago in Horror
Journal of a Mad Writer
Travis pulled up in front of the old cabin, ready to prepare everything for the coming weekend. It would be nice to have the rental property again. It had been closed for the last eight months as the police combed over every square foot for evidence. Travis grimaced as he thought of it, cursing his luck at being out all that cash. He'd had a funny feeling about that writer type, but he'd needed the money. It had been a slow season, and he needed to make it up before the snows came. Who could have known that the snow would come so early that year?
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
A Cthulu-ish Christmas
We drove up the snowy winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The car had been on fire for the past half hour but none of us seemed to notice. Our bright smiles were only slightly clouded by the chemical smoke rolling from the engine compartment. All of our 863 teeth were shining and freshly sharpened as we sang Christmas carols and laughed about the wonderful times we were all going to have together on this, our first-ever Christmas vacation.
By William Crump3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 3
ALL OF CHARLIE’S GUYS GRAB WEAPONS AND PUT BODY ARMOR ON AND GETTING THE WOMEN READY FOR COMBAT PACKS UP THE TRUCK AND DRIVES AWAY. LEAVING CHARLIE ALONE AT THE OFFICE AND CHARLIE TAKES OFF HIS BLOODY CLOTHES AND CHANGES INTO A COMBAT GEAR AND FULL BODY ARMOR STEEL PLATED GLOVES AND GRABS A BOX OF SHOTGUN EXPLOSIVE SHELLS MADE BY DAWSON AND GETS A RAMBO SIZE KNIFE THAT WAS SOAKING IN HOLY WATER AND GETS A DESERT EAGLE AND STANDING THE MIRROR AND GRABS THE AUTOMATIC SHOTGUN AND GOES IN HIS CAR GARAGE AND RIDES OUT ON A MOTORCYCLE TO VAMPIRE’S CLUB.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
