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Interviews with authors, film directors and horror snobs of all kinds; conversations that will unsettle, and shed light on all things dark and mysterious.
The Cursed Portrait
It started with a whisper. Not in the quiet halls of the mansion, but in the deep, forgotten corners of the town’s history. The Halloway Mansion had stood for over a century, its towering walls and ivy-clad windows casting a long shadow over the small, sleepy village of Eldridge. No one in the town remembered when the mansion first became empty, but the stories surrounding it had survived far longer than anyone cared to admit.
By Parth Bharatvanshiabout a year ago in Horror
The Lantern’s Glow
It was an old legend, a tale passed down through generations in the small town of Ashfield, hidden deep within the rolling hills. The villagers spoke of a lantern that hung from an ancient oak in the middle of the nearby woods, a lantern that was never extinguished, no matter the season or weather. But no one ever dared approach the tree after sunset, for it was said that whoever ventured too close would never return.
By Parth Bharatvanshiabout a year ago in Horror
The Whispers from the Hollow
The small village of Hollow Creek had always been a quiet place, nestled between towering forests and an ancient mountain range. The villagers spoke little of the dense woods that bordered their land, preferring to ignore the strange whispers that seemed to float on the wind, just beyond hearing.
By Parth Bharatvanshiabout a year ago in Horror
The Echoes Beneath
Carly’s hometown had its share of haunted spots, but none compared to the abandoned tunnels beneath the old Fernwick Orphanage. Closed decades ago after a string of tragic deaths, the orphanage sat at the edge of town, its empty halls and locked gates hiding the secrets buried below.
By Parth Bharatvanshiabout a year ago in Horror
He's Good with his Hands. Content Warning.
People’s Exhibit 78 in the Case of Neven Jovic “Today’s date is Wednesday, March 8th, 2022. The time is presently 2:22pm. We’re inside the Private Incident Detail, room 782, at Supernatural Unearthing Society’s Main Headquarters. Present is Lead Investigator Amira Asfour, Investigator Amos Lockheart, and for the record, your full name?”
By Equilla Beasleyabout a year ago in Horror
Understanding Food Poisoning: Causes, Symptoms, and Duration
The Causes, Symptoms, and Duration Food Poisoning Food contamination, otherwise called foodborne disease, is a typical yet troubling condition brought about by devouring sullied food or refreshments. It can be caused by pathogens like bacteria, viruses, and parasites as well as the toxins they produce. Grasping the causes, side effects, and span of food contamination can help you oversee and forestall this undesirable experience.
By Unfiltered Guyabout a year ago in Horror
Mirror of the Unforgotten
The old antique shop stood at the end of a narrow, crooked alley, hidden among buildings that seemed to huddle together, their shadows overlapping in a maze of gray and rust. People rarely entered the shop; the items within held too much history, too many stories, and the air itself seemed heavy with secrets. Still, the shop owner—a tall, thin woman named Eleanor—never seemed to care if people bought her wares. Her shop had all the usual relics: dusty books, silver goblets, chipped figurines, but at the back, hidden from plain sight, stood her prized possession. It was an antique mirror, tall and ornate, with an elegant silver frame intricately carved with patterns that seemed to move in the dim light. And above all, it held a secret: this was the Mirror of the Unforgotten.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Horror
The Haunting of Hill House
The Last Room It had been over a century since anyone dared to enter Hill House. Locals whispered about voices in the walls, faces in the windows, and footsteps that echoed in empty halls. But for Elena, a graduate student in paranormal psychology, Hill House wasn’t a cursed ruin; it was the perfect thesis subject.
By MyaAlex SaBabout a year ago in Horror
Story of a Madman
On December 18, 1918, I returned from France after completing my service as a medic and witnessing the horrors that the Great War inflicted upon the men and women of my generation. The physical evidence of the war was everywhere, with returning veterans who had missing limbs or the vast number who had gone and never returned. However, the non-visible wounds to the mind were less apparent, and many who suffered were sadly committed to institutions such as Leavesden Hospital in the south of London.
By Chad Pillaiabout a year ago in Horror
