28 Apr

Posted at 11:00h in Strange and Unexplained

An old man lived alone in a house by the ocean. Every morning as the sun rose, he walked down the forest path to the beach and enjoyed the salty air coming off the water. Every evening, he returned to the shore to watch the...

27 Apr

Posted at 11:00h in Strange and Unexplained

A man awoke to find himself laying on the floor.  Dazed and confused he was somewhat relieved to see that he was not alone. At least a dozen more people were waking up as well; women, men a few children, including a little girl perhaps...

27 Apr

Posted at 06:00h in Strange and Unexplained

This story was originally featured on James Colton's official website, and has been reprinted here with his kind permission. You can see the original post here, or visit his official website today for dozens of additional tales of terror. * * * * * * “I still don’t think it’s...

26 Apr

Posted at 11:00h in Beings and Entities, Body Horror, Children and Childhood, Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Ghosts and Spirits, Illness and Injuries, Slashers and Gore, Zombies and the Undead

From the moment she learned to walk, little Myrtle dreamed of becoming a tap dancer. She would totter through the house, her chubby bare feet slapping arrhythmically on the hardwood, her squeaky voice calling out “Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!” like tap shoes on a stage. When her second-grade teacher...

24 Apr

Posted at 17:00h in Strange and Unexplained

Very soon, I'll be dead. Stuck inside Hotel Non Dormiunt, a place that is essentially a prison decorated with flowery wallpaper. I've prayed and begged that anyone find me before my time ends, but if you're reading this, it's already too late...

23 Apr

Posted at 11:00h in Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Folklore, Folktales, and Superstition, Illness and Injuries, Jobs and Occupations, Magic, Witchcraft, and the Occult, Rites and Rituals, Strange and Unexplained

The road is a light brown path of dirt that stretches up and down the shallow hills, running straight from end to end before becoming serpentine at its eastern end where it meets the main highway. Blades of grass struggle to break through but soon...

17 Apr

Posted at 11:00h in Children and Childhood, Conspiracies and Government, Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Madness, Paranoia, and Mental Illness, Psychological Horror, Science Fiction, Strange and Unexplained

The Mandela Effect. That phrase never meant anything to me. Spooky, I guess, but it wasn’t something I thought about for more than five minutes. I mean, honestly, until college, I didn’t even know what it was. I’m not one for conspiracy theories or ghost...

28 Mar

Posted at 11:00h in Strange and Unexplained

All our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. (‘Macbeth’: Act 5, scene 5) With turned, frozen earth stinking sharp on his big coat and gritting black under his fingernails, he checked the side lane was empty before clinking the allotment gate shut behind him....

06 Mar

Posted at 11:00h in Body Horror, Locations and Sites

PART 1 I'm not a guy who gets scared easily, but I'm also not the kind who keeps his head in the sand, if you know what I mean. When something doesn't feel right, it doesn't feel right, period. I acknowledge that most of the bad...

23 Dec

Posted at 11:00h in Beings and Entities, Children and Childhood, Monsters, Creatures, and Cryptids, Natural Disasters and Storms, Psychological Horror, Strange and Unexplained, Survival Horror, Suspense and Thrillers

Jake Thomasson pulled the sleeve of his sweatshirt down, covering his hand, and wiped away the condensation from the window.  It was the third time he had done this in the past ten minutes, but he didn’t want to miss seeing if any cars drove...

03 Dec

Posted at 11:00h in Abductions and Kidnappings, Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Feelspastas and Happy Endings, Investigations and Crimes, Locations and Sites, Monsters, Creatures, and Cryptids

Nobody believes in vampires.  They’re just myths. Old folktales that have been bastardized by cinema, pulp horror and cheap romance.  Done to death until they’re nothing but a cliché.  Only children are afraid of them, which is a far cry from the fear they once...

27 Mar

Posted at 11:00h in Strange and Unexplained

My daughter Hannah had always had a fascination with bugs of all kinds.  She collected them and kept them in a terrarium she insisted I buy for her when she was six.  It was on a constant rotation as her interests changed; when she was...

24 Jan

Posted at 00:00h in Strange and Unexplained

I missed the scorching wind of Andalusia. How it pours sunlight onto your face, toying with eyelashes, flattening dry sand against cheeks and milling around hair. I missed the smell of the valley and that ripening softness of Muscat fluff glistening in the afternoon breeze. From...

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