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 316 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 Memories11 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.Sound19 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
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 Body9 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
AloneThe rumble of the garage door closing was enough of a signal for the girl to set down her novel, the knowledge that her parents left her alone in to get dinner left a cold weight in the girl’s stomach. She set her book down on her bedside table, one suprisingly empty for a busy teenage girl, only a dim lamp and a well-worn english notebook saving the table from being completely enveloped in dust. The girl slid off her bed with a small shudder, setting off to calm herself by making tea before returning to the confines of a dark room and a darker book. She left the door open to let what minimal light pooled in her bedroom to spill into the hallway. She passed through her hallway, up the stairs, checking the door leading to garage to confirm it was closed and locked, that she was definitely alone. She placed a hesitant ear to the door, listening in for any out-of place noises. The girl could picture the empty white walls, months-old moving boxes piled in the corner, a disconcertinglAlone2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Haunting Sasha and myself...together for a long time, married and happy, after defeating the spybot a few months ago, we continued to live the rest of our lives together. Even though watching a nightmare scared him, nothing has bothered Sasha since. We've completely forgot about it, one warm morning, we decided to take a walk, somewhere in Boston. Nobody would give a crap about two men married to each other, that's just something that happens out of the battlefield. Well here's our new story.Haunting5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
We started our walk at the Boston Harbor, near Pearl st. the water was sapphire blue, as the ducks, and swans started their morning routine. After being in a battlefield, fighting, dying, bleeding, shooting each other, even the terrible times of me shooting Sasha, or the other way around for god knows how long, I still knew Boston like I knew the back of my hand. I remembered where my old school was, but I cou
VoicesVoicesVoices7 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 rain22 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.046 hours 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
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.810 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.