Nights of Terror: The World of Horror Stories
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
Emma’s family had recently moved into their new house at the edge of town. The house was old and creaky, with tall, tight windows that shook when the breeze blew. Emma loved it during the day — it had an extraordinary yard for playing find the stowaway and a major upper room loaded up with … 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
In the curious town of Eldridge, a chilling breeze murmured through the roads, conveying with it accounts of a long-deserted shelter on the edges. The Eldridge Home for Youngsters had stood void for quite a long time, its disintegrating veneer hung in crawling plants and shadows. The residents seldom talked about it, however when they … Read more
Quite a long time ago, in a modest community, there was an old, deserted house at the finish of Willow Road. The house had tall, broke windows, and its rooftop was missing shingles. Nobody had lived there as far back as anybody could recollect, and it generally appeared to be encircled by a spooky quiet. … Read more
In a beguiling little town, settled toward the finish of Maple Road, stood an old Victorian house with tall windows, a wraparound yard, and a marginally scary environment. The Johnson family, energized for a new beginning, moved into this fabulous home, ignorant that it accompanied a startling occupant – a phantom in the loft. The … Read more