The Bloody End Chapter 26UnleashedThe Bloody End Chapter 261 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The phone stays silent for a while to the point I almost give up and believe he or she has stopped texting me. I have the number which I quickly but privately write down and store away, completely out of view from the window in case I'm being snooped on. If I pass the number or messages on to the Police or anybody, I'll suffer. And my loved ones. It could just be a mild threat that means nothing but at the same time it could mean anything. I don't know who this is but I don't want to risk anything. Not quite yet anyway.
I jump, grab the phone and nearly press the wrong button and delete the message before I have a chance to read it. I doubt they'd text a repeat.
"I want you to stop being so stupid."
Stupid? Stupid?! How am I being stupid?!
"What do you mean by stupid?"
"You know exactly what I mean."
"No. I don't."
"Getting yourself involved. With HIM."
I don't need to be a genius to work out they're talking about Jeff. I h
Five Nights At Freddy's 3Thirty years after Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closed it's doors, the events that took place there have become nothing more than a rumor and a childhood memory, but the owners of "Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction" are determined to revive the legend and make the experience as authentic as possible for patrons, going to great lengths to find anything that might have survived decades of neglect and ruin.Five Nights At Freddy's 311 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
At first there were only empty shells, a hand, a hook, an old paper-plate doll, but then a remarkable discovery was made...
The attraction now has one animatronic.
Mad MemoriesThe sound of a shot resonates through my ears. Then another and another. I don’t remember where I am and I don’t understand what’s happening or where the shots are coming from. My vision is blurred, making all objects unrecognizable and confusing. My ears are now ringing violently and shapeless dark figures are now the only things within my (lack of) sight. Some of the figures are disappearing rapidly whilst others seem to be lunging towards me, menacingly. I throw up my arms to protect myself, to separate myself from these unknown figures and they fall away easily, one by one, falling into each other, toppling one another over, like dominoes. A fuzzy roaring of mad, demonic cackling fills my ears and I’m aware of high-pitched screaming and shrieking, deafening me, frightening me. I cast my arms out wildly, feeling my way out of what I realize quickly, is a dimly-lit room, away from that ghastly noise.Mad Memories5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stumbling clumsily- limping slightly as for some reason my l
SoundYou're home alone, watching television and you hear a sound.Sound14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
First you don't worry about it. But then another sound appears. Bit by bit you are getting curious and want to check out where the sounds come from. You listen again and now it sounds louder. Like it knows you're curious. You hear a door open upstairs and you run to the closet to lock yourself in. As you are locked in the closet, a door downstairs opens. You hear some kind of foot steps. They arrived... 'Who arrived?' You ask me. Okay, so now I am going to sound crazy, but the sounds arrived. 'What the fuck?!' You're saying, but I'll tell you this: The sounds, are creatures. You slowly open the closet door for a bit, and a dark creature that looks like a shadow is standing in the room. He slowly turns his head to the closet and as quickly as possible you close the closet door and lock it. Good, he didn't see you. Because if he did, you will become one of them. It slowly comes to the closet. You hold in your breath as you hear
You cant keep her out forever. Note: Welp. Here's a prequel-prequel. They seem to be going backwards... or something. Well, I hope you enjoy, as usual. This one's from Err0r's POV, in her early years of being free... If that's what it's called...You cant keep her out forever.23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walked into the woods, following a barely noticeable dirt path. I saw it, the entrance to the old lab I was confined in. Its been a year since. I walked into the cracked doorway, coughing when the floating dust entered my lungs. The next room had an elevator with the door jammed open, the elevator resting on the bottom of the shaft. I climbed down the rusted emergency ladder, and entered the underground sector. I noticed tables and chairs laying around in the room, With one exception, a perfectly in-place table, with a pile of documents. I picked one up and read it; "Cinderflame Redd, Subject 1857, Species: Firecat, Non-Dangerous, Deceased" I impulsively tore the paper apart. I muttered "I'm not dead" I Ran out of the lab yell
excerpt from What Sleeps Behind Closed EyesI hope someone finds this.excerpt from What Sleeps Behind Closed Eyes19 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm voice-recording this on my phone; the last words I shall ever lay down and I'm feebly recording them. What a pity.
The whispers won't stop and I haven't been able to bring myself to leave my apartment in days. I don't remember how many though. The windows are dark. The air is frigid. My mind is...
Nothing resides inside but thoughts that aren't mine. I cannot return to my bedroom. That hallway... I can't... I won't... It watches me. I hear tendrils behind the walls.
I'm in the kitchen with blankets and a baseball bat. I think I saw something behind the couch in my living room yesterday, it was moving but when I looked behind the couch there was nothing there.
So I must protect myself, as best I can. I grip the bat between white-knuckled fingers as a noise sounds from across the apartment. Its back.
Violet Seer-Bitter FreakMy name is Danny. Danny Castle. This whole nightmare started with a headache. It was a light throbbing at first, nothing I couldn't handle at first. Untill the throbbing turned into pounding and flashes of colorful spots blinded me with every blink. Nausea kept me swaying from side to side as I reached my room. Practically crawling on my hands and knees towards my bed, gripping the sheets as I pull myself up. The world slowly turned to black as I fell asleep.Violet Seer-Bitter Freak20 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning my eyes shot open. I couldn't remember anything from yesterday. Expect for the pain. My parents and sister are never home and when they are; it’s like playing house with strangers. The throbbing in the back of my head starts up again and I groan in pain. Getting dressed, I slides my shades over my sleepy eyes before grabbing my backpack and headphones and heading out.
It's too early for this, I think as I shut and lock my front door, walking down the sidewalk. The kids from the block over walk on the o
The BodyA light fog covered the water on the east river in New York city, as an unassuming fishing boat slowly made its way down the river. It was roughly about three AM as the boat passed under the George Washington Bridge, “Franklin!” The boat captain called out. “Get the drum ready.” He ordered. This was Franklin's second night working for the old Captain, Franklin looked up from the deck and nodded his head as he pushed a dolly carrying a large hundred gallon yellow metal drum to a netted part of the boats guard rail. The captain locked the stirring wheel into place with boat running against the flow of the river keeping the boat in place, just before he headed over to the drum. Franklin looked over as the old Boat Captain approached, “So, Cap, how long you been doing this?” Franklin asked out of boredom.The Body4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The old man thought for a moment, “Too damn long son. Too damn long.”
Franklin nodded, “ok then, why here? Why this part of the river
Diabolical chapter 1I will never forget the first time I met him.Diabolical chapter 12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We were but children, playing in the corridors of the estate, giggling and scaring each other as the other would walk past.
Yes, we were but mere children… oh how I missed those days.
As we grew, we both realized the difference in our positions. He was of noble birth, born to be king; and I, I was just the daughter of his fathers advisor.
When I turned 12, my Father sent me away to an elite school to study, leaving him behind. Although my studies were always important, I couldn’t help but wonder about my dear father. He had taken such good care of me after my mother passed. An unforeseeable sickness had taken her when I was 5. It was hard on both of us, no doubt; However he remained strong. Of course, he had no choice, the King needed him day and night, he had no time for depression.
“Mrs. Kayami, you have a call in the advisors office. You may be excused to take
VoicesVoicesVoices2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hi I don't have a name. Oh no I don't, the voices took it away long ago. I guess you could say that voices took it when I killed her. Pushed her out the window I did. Giggling and laughing as I watch her body fall from the height. After that the voices came and said that I no longer have a name, but instead a number. My number is six-hundred and sixty-six.
Hehe what's with the uncomfortable look in your eyes? Am I scaring you? Don't be, I won't hurt you.
Just like she had promised to love me forever, but instead she betrayed me. Heh you know the look in your eyes remind me of her's, so beautiful, so alluring. I was going to keep you a live but sadly... the voices say otherwise.
Tch I guess promises are really meant to be broken.
Bloody rainThe sky is pitch-black and rain is pouring down from the heavens. Every now and then, a flash of lightning illuminates the sky, but otherwise you cannot see a thing. I’m running through a small village. The windows and doors are boarded and both time and weather have left their traces on the wooden houses. There’s nobody around to help me. I’m alone.Bloody rain17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Desperately, I run through several streets and alleys. By doing this, I hope I can shake them off. I feel their breath in my neck, which gives me goosebumps. I hear them running after me and I feel their eyes staring at me. They’re watching me, no matter where I go or how hard I run. I’m scared.
I turn into another alley and hide myself in a wooden box. How did I get in this situation? I didn’t do anything wrong, did I? Why are they looking for me? What do they want from me?
All I know is that everything started that one summer day. The weather was beautiful and the sunflower fields were in full bloom. I
Crimson Claws and Fangs ch.04 Mike finds himself in this strange body, except that its not as though he really is the monster, rather he feels like a passive observer in his own body. He can feel all the senses of this form but he has no control over any of its movements or actions, as though he were possessed. However none of the tell tale signs of possession are present, no voice speaking to him, no feeling of another presence. Its simply as though his muscles and some animal part of his brain is in charge, yet his consciousness is still aware of what is happening.Crimson Claws and Fangs ch.0452 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The demon body has hunched behind some bushes overlooking a jogging path, hidden both in foliage and darkness like a predator overlooking a game trail. As he hides there a young woman on her way out of the park jogs past on her way out of the park. Mike can smell her blood and feels very thirsty, from inside his own head he screams for his body to stop. His demon body sniffs the air for a better sent, yet something is wrong, M
DDIS: Experimental chapter.“Liar”DDIS: Experimental chapter.22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I hate one”
“You’re a Liar”
“Liars are fools”
“Liars go to hell”
“Liars need divine punishment”
The moment I open my eyes, I caught attention of the ceiling light, reminding me of my first day at the army camp, only more soothing than the blazing sun that kept on making me sweat like heck. The next thing I know is that I’m on a hospital bed: only restrained. The content of the IV bag seems revolting to my nerves, and the thought of it being connected to my hand makes me throw up my last meal, doggone it.
“Tristan Eric Brandon, Aged 35, Occupation: Former-Lieutenant, Status: Single, Blood Type: O, Body frame: Muscular Build…….at person you’re far too cute for a man nearing his 40’s” said a Blonde woman in a lab gown who suddenly opens the door at a momentum of seconds,
“That’s a nice view” I
Treize tombes (1/15)Chapitre 1Treize tombes (1/15)56 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mon vieil oncle s’était éteint peu de temps après les fêtes de fin d’années. Étant son unique et seul héritier, j’avais hérité de sa vaste propriété située en plein cœur de la province, près du petit village de Spival, dans une zone où marécages et bois anciens semblaient cohabiter depuis plusieurs siècles.
Son généreux patrimoine se résumait à un imposant manoir et à une grande forêt peuplée d’épicéas, de chênes, de hêtres et autres grandes plantes austères au large tronc.
Ayant perçu dans ce legs l’occasion de me retirer dans un endroit calme et peu fréquenté, je n’avais pas tardé à y emménager.
Cela faisait maintenant deux semaines que je vivais dans cette demeure dont le charme et le silence ne me laissaient pas insensibles. Deux semaines que je vivais de f
Stick Boy and his Quirky Adventures Chapter 01Stick Boy and his Quirky Adventures Chapter 013 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“And though the world harkens grimly to hear God’s commands, among this blizzard of death saturating our lives and hopes and purpose, we understand progressively nothing but of the absolute revulsion by the Entity of Love itself upon us. Where now, do our hollow existences go? I wish but to disappear into unperceivable ebony, to fade away from this existence forever. I am sorry; I cannot help anyone, anymore… Goodbye.”
- Father Johnson of Stickland
ONCE UPON A TIME, in a world where the sun always had a smile on its face and the flowers danced happily in the boundless and beautiful green fields, there existed a country called Stickland. It was filled with these wonderful little beings called stick people who, of course, were nothing really sophisticated or unique, appearance wise anyway. All they had really were little circular heads where their smiles were always placed happily on, and small rectangular bodies with little sticks for limbs. As for
Dead Horse Rising - 138 What Margie wanted to talk about, it turned out, was a bit more complicated still. It involved speculation about the state of the soul and whether the diseased were alive or dead, particularly those who were apparently killed and came back to life. Given time, it would have involved questions about the Final Judgment, issues about the accountability of the insane for their actions and perhaps even some questions about the accountability of the sane with regards to them. She never got that time. Mortimer was bored easily by such discussion, and he worked to turn things around to questions of more immediate significance, such as where they all intended to go now. Kent, despite his professed theism minutes earlier, was more than happy to comply. Belief or not, he couldn't be bothered about the details.Dead Horse Rising - 13813 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Miranda and I were getting ready to leave town,” Mortimer explained, “It just doesn't seem sane to keep hanging about here anymore.”
The bathroomThe bathroom1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
The hallway stood before him. Dark, shadows crept upon the walls from the tinted light behind him.
He stepped toward the hall, leaving the safety of his room for a few quick glances to his sides. Safe.
He took another step towards the hallway the wooden floor creaked loudly scaring him forward a few more short steps.
He was in the hallway now and looked back towards his room. "Shut off the damn lights." his mother shouted from her room.
He ignored this wearily of what may happen. At the end of the hall was the bathroom door.
A few more steps till the safety of another light he thought to himself. His light flickered behind him as he noticed in the corner of his eye.
His pulse began racing. "Monsters don't exist... Monsters don't exist..."
He lunged forward flung open the bathroom door and turned on the light. Safe.
He used the toilet as he needed, as well as taking a few large breaths.
He approached the door handle and grabbed it, tried turning it but it felt like it was trying to go t
The secrets in the walls-intro/teaser The story I'm about to tell you is true. It happened to me and I will never forget it. It all started when me and my family moved into new house in England.The secrets in the walls-intro/teaser3 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was 16 at the time and was very excited to be moving to England. The house was huge, it had 3 stories, 4 bedrooms with bathrooms attached to each bedroom. The dining room was huge along with the living room. But my favorite room was my bedroom. It had a window seat where I could sit and read, and my bed was huge and very comfy.
The walls how ever didn't fit the room. They were blood red with black stripes. They looked like something out of a twisted
"Alice in Wonderland"! Even though the walls were extremely creepy it was still my favorite room. But little did I know that my room which I thought to be a heaven on earth would soon become my worst nightmare.
Halo: bloodshed ch.8"keep your eyes peeled" I ordered while we guarded the flood containment facility. we kept our guns aimed at the entrances, knowing that the covenant would find us sooner or later. "Lord Hood, come in over" Lori called over her intercom, she kept trying to reach him but couldn't. "let me try" Max said while he set down his battle riffle, he started calling Lord Hood over his intercom. he got through to him several minutes later, we nodded at Max. "sir, we've captured the flood containment facility, what are your orders?" Max asked.Halo: bloodshed ch.85 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"hold your position for as long as possible, im sending additional marines to your position, they'll be there in about an hour or so" Lord Hood replied. "roger that, Max out" Max replied over the intercom. we suddenly heard the sounds of gunfire outside, the sounds of grunts and brutes screaming. "Brandyn, check it out" I ordered, "ill cover you" Kayla added. Brandyn and Kayla headed out the back entrance, they sprinted back in several minutes later.
Lost in the Arkaida: Daniel (Ch.6) They walked deeper into the cave, and magma was oozing down from the wall. The frost from before was suddenly gone, only a bubbling heat gliding across their skin. Fret crafted a bubble around them, and lead him with her katana down the molten cave. Haunting laughter could be heard from the deepest section of the cave. Glowing symbols lined the walls, and the floor was vibrating with quick tremors. Daniel walked with a newly found confidence, the magic that coursed through him still pumping through him. "Fret, I'm really feeling the adrenaline." Fret pushed down her smile, and continued to walk ahead, her eyes flickering all over the walls. "Daniel, please be attentive. We are messing in a Dark Elder's territory. Please just continue to keep the magic coursing." Daniel pouted, pushing down the trepidation of meeting the powerful being.Lost in the Arkaida: Daniel (Ch.6)22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
They both walked up to a large black orb, purple electricity lashing out. Fret put her hand out, silver plating it. Daniel w