Iazaz hussain
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The Forgotten Signal
A soft hum of electricity filled the control room of Station Orion, a small communications outpost floating quietly above the Earth’s atmosphere. For most people, it was an unimportant dot on the map — but for Ayaan Malik, it was home, duty, and purpose.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Fiction
The Last Lightkeeper
The Forgotten Lighthouse High above the restless sea, where the waves roared like ancient beasts and storms carved their rage into the cliffs, stood the Asterfall Lighthouse. For centuries, its white tower had guided ships away from the jagged rocks below.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Fiction
The House That Waited
When the old Rehman House finally went up for sale, nobody in the village expected anyone to buy it. The place had been abandoned for decades, its windows sealed with wooden planks, its garden swallowed by wild thorns and crooked trees. Children dared each other to run up and touch the rusted gate, but no one ever stayed near it after sunset. People said it wasn’t just haunted—it was patient. It waited.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Horror
The Shadows Beneath the Well
Subtitle: . In the remote village of Darosh, nestled deep in the misty valleys of northern Pakistan, there stood an ancient well. No one remembered who built it or how long it had been there. The elders claimed it predated even their grandfathers. The well was covered with a heavy wooden lid, its sides overgrown with ivy and moss. For as long as anyone could remember, the villagers were warned never to open it after sunset.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Horror
The Shadows Beneath Marrow Hill
Subtitle: Marrow Hill was a forgotten place — a crooked village swallowed by time and fog. No map marked its boundaries, and no one ever claimed to live there. Yet, travelers who dared cross its forest road often whispered of strange figures, flickering lights, and voices calling from the trees.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Fiction
The Whispers Beneath the Floorboards
The village of Darenhill had always been quiet, surrounded by thick forests and old farmland that had long been abandoned. Its narrow streets twisted between cottages that leaned inward like tired old men, whispering secrets through the cracks of their walls. But one house stood apart—the old Marlowe House—its windows shattered and roof sagging as though the earth itself had given up trying to hold it up.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Horror
The Last Signal
In the year 2142, the Earth was quieter than ever before. Not because the cities had fallen or the people had vanished, but because the universe itself had stopped speaking. For decades, humanity had listened to the stars—satellite arrays across deserts, mountains, and oceans searched for alien whispers, cosmic pulses, or signs of distant life. Then, one morning, all the signals stopped.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Fiction
The City Beneath the Clock
Beneath the old city of Aldenbrooke, where cobblestone streets echoed with the sound of forgotten footsteps, there was a legend whispered among the locals — a story of a hidden world beneath the clocktower. They called it The City Beneath the Clock, a place where time itself had stopped.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Fiction
The Light Beyond the Veil
In the year 2178, Earth was no longer the planet it once was. The oceans had receded, cities were buried beneath glass domes, and the sky — once blue and pure — shimmered with strange, pulsing veins of light. People called it The Veil. No one knew what caused it, only that it appeared after the Great Solar Collapse, when the sun dimmed for seven whole days.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Fiction
The Whispers Beneath the Floor
When Arif moved into the old colonial house on the outskirts of Murree, he thought he’d found a bargain too good to be true. The owner, a frail old man named Mr. Nadeem, had practically begged him to take it off his hands for half the price of any other property in the area.
By Iazaz hussain3 months ago in Horror
