Nights of Terror: The World of Horror Stories
Mara had forever been a light sleeper, yet the beyond couple of weeks had been terrible. Consistently, at unequivocally 3:13 a.m., she awakened to the weak sound of piano music floating through the walls of her loft. She lived alone on the eleventh floor, without any neighbors on one or the other side of her … Read more
The town of Oak Empty was known for its vast summers. A large number of years, the days extended long and brilliant, the sun’s glow waiting great into September. However, that year was unique. It started unpretentiously, with an early chill in the air that prickled the skin. The leaves, which as a rule stuck … Read more
The little island lay off the coast, scarcely apparent through the thick mist stuck to the sea. On the island’s tallest bluff stood the Blackmoor Beacon, transcending and old-fashioned, its light slicing irregularly through the dull waters. For north of 100 years, mariners murmured that Blackmoor had its very own psyche — its light glinting … Read more
In the tranquil town of Willow Stream, something particular happened one dim October evening. A neighborhood radio broadcast, *WKCR 103.7*, communicated a transmission that numerous occupants found disrupting. It began as any customary program before long different in a manner nobody anticipated. The transmission started with DJ Hank’s natural voice. Known for his playful character, … Read more
On the edges of a little, failed-to-remember town, there stood an old chateau, half-concealed by the transcending trees that enclosed it. Nobody had considered venturing inside for quite a long time. Neighborhood legends murmured of an unspeakable malicious that had once lived there — an element referred to just as “The Evil spirit.” It was … Read more
It was a stormy night in the little, forsaken town ofThe Killer Man The roads, smooth with water, glimmered under the scanty streetlamps as the tempest battered the windows of the overview houses. Hardly any considered branching out after nightfall. Not since the bits of hearsay started. They referred to him as “The killer Man.” … Read more
Birchwood House was a great home and the gem of the town. However, since the puzzling vanishing of its last proprietor, Woman Eleanor, it has fallen into dilapidation and is covered in gossipy tidbits about hauntings and dull mysteries. One hazy night, a student of history named Rafiq showed up in the neighborhood. Not set … Read more
Somewhere down in the core of the old Blackwood Timberland, there was a spot local people tried not discuss — The Quiet Empty. Legends recounted when the Empty had been a clamoring town, yet something unholy had moved throughout, leaving only quietness afterward. The breeze wouldn’t wail through its trees, creatures stayed away from it, … Read more
Two months had passed since Maya evaporated, and the town had in essence continued on. Nobody really considered discussing her vanishing resoundingly, yet murmurs followed her memory like a shadow. The Empty House remained as it generally had, calm and threatening, its windows actually gazing vacantly at the town like the eyes of a visually … Read more
In the core of the old town, where slanted roads wandered under the shadows of old trees, stood a house nobody considered drawing nearer. The house had a set of experiences — one covered under long stretches of murmured bits of hearsay and failed to remember misfortunes. Its windows, always blurred, appeared to gaze vacantly … Read more