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The Jolly Troll
Rock-A-Hoola waterpark of Los Angeles used to be a famous attraction when Finn's grandfather was his age. He told him a story about how his great grandfather was kidnapped by a mechanical troll and taken deep inside the park to be made part of it. Years later, Finn and a few of his friends decided to explore the eerie abandoned waterpark. Finn wondered if he would be able to find any trace of his great grandfather, considering if there was anything left behind.
By 3rrornightshift9 days ago in Horror
Scampi's Great Escape
The neon sign of the Inkwell bled a sickly crimson through the rain-streaked window, casting long, shadows across the scarred mahogany of our booth. The air inside tasted of stale gin, ozone, and the sour desperation that clung to every soul in Alcyone. I leaned across the table, my hands trembling so violently that the ice in my glass rattled like teeth shivering in a skull.
By Nathan McAllister10 days ago in Horror
The Bauman Story
This isn’t a ghost story per se. It isn’t folklore passed down through generations. This is something President Roosevelt claimed was told to him directly by a man named Bauman. A seasoned hunter and trapper who had spent years in the unforgiving wilderness of the American frontier.
By Veil of Shadows11 days ago in Horror
The Club She Never Left. Content Warning.
Susan Grayson started her day with a cup of coffee and whatever her youngest child would not finish for breakfast as she rushes him and her oldest out the door and into the car to ensure they would not for school. While dropping them off she would meet up with the rest of the PTA moms to catch up on things. It was usually gossip or what the next fundraiser goal would be and who would be baking what.
By 3rrornightshift12 days ago in Horror
The Lizard Man of Scape Ore Swamp
This story takes us to the humid, shadow-drenched backroads near Bishopville, where the air hangs thick and the swamp water barely moves. A place where sound travels strangely. And where, in the summer of 1988, something emerged from the darkness that no one could explain.
By Veil of Shadows14 days ago in Horror
Not My Brother's Keeper
The air in the Thorne & Associates drafting studio was thick with the scent of ammonia from the blueprint machines and stale coffee, a pungent cocktail familiar to every architect working against a deadline. It was 3:00 AM, the night before the final submission that would decide the fate of "The Prism" and the next Junior Partner of the firm.
By Nathan McAllister15 days ago in Horror











