supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
Apostate
It was about a quarter past seven and the sun just started to touch the horizon line when I saw him. I was sitting out on my front porch chair, finishing off the last of my tobacco and there he was. I had heard people talking about him in the feed store, whispers in the church house, but to actually see him was something else! Seeing him like this was different, it was kinda scary.
By Brent Harris5 years ago in Horror
The Encounter
The following is the account of Edward J. Ploch, 32 year old Research Assistant at Miskatonic University. Working under Professor Tyler M. Freeborn, Head of the Anthropology Department at Miskatonic University. He selected Mr. Ploch shortly after receiving his Master’s Degree in Cultural Anthropology to assist him in various research projects. Specifically, those that focused on the religious practices of ancient cultures. This was Mr. Ploch’s focus during his time at University.
By The Esoteric Collective5 years ago in Horror
The Apparition
My name is Brent Johnson. But off course I had already told you that before. I have just finished my shift at the abattoirs, and I am on my way home. As I was driving home from work, I thought to myself “Things didn’t seem like they could get any worse. Despite all my efforts it seemed like Rose kept drifting further and further away from me.” I was so confused because she said that she wanted to be with us and make it work. She said she had been getting help. Yet she always seems so angry with me. At least she is giving Kim attention. My mind usually wondered like this on the way home. Over the last couple weeks Rose had been acting very strange. Maybe I am overthinking it. After all she had run off before and stated that she wanted to make things work. She said that she was getting help to address post-natal depression. But in the time, I have been here; she has not had a single appointment. I really should bring that up to her but anytime I try to bring up an issue she gets upset and starts getting emotional.
By Brandon Jones5 years ago in Horror
Indigo Eyes
My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles flashed white hot like spent coals in a fire pit. My jaw was clenched. The tired muscles in my neck begged for a reprieve. I felt it inside of me, felt its slimy tendrils caressing my vital organs and exploring my intestines.
By Bradley Ramsey5 years ago in Horror
The Secrets of Snapdragon Cottage
I am ready to obtain hard, objective evidence that the family cottage is haunted. The linkspan groans and scrapes as it lowers into place on the front of the ferry. Cars drive off the boat in a slow single file. I double check the connection of my bike trailer and put on my helmet. Excitement fills me with every breath of salty air. Visiting Prudence Island always feels like Coming Home.
By Deanna Cassidy5 years ago in Horror
Delhart's Spirit
Sylvia Delhart ate her lunch in the dining room of Regent’s Estate with a sense of eventual loss. Running to conclusions, she figured she will have to find a way to live on her own, the mere thought of losing everything made her dizzy. Thinking this may be her last proper meal, she ate slowly, a mouthful at a time. After her lunch was over, she left the room and strutted towards the door behind the stairs. She knocked.
By Lobna Kowsar5 years ago in Horror
The Mysterious Barn
There is a small town nestled in the heart of another, called Heights Lake, which has always been a charming, safe place for most of its locals. A place where one could keep their doors unlocked and kids can play late at night in the park. It may seem strange to some, as the way of the world doesn’t really allow for such things, but the truth is, not that many people know it exists. For travelers these days, prefer to take the fast roads, the highways, leaving less and less to travel down the backroads that lead to this enchanting place; a road called Mercer Street. It is the only road that will lead you right through the town and out again, turning into Main Street as you enter back into its surrounding town of West Maidenhead. There you could find every shop, restaurant, fire house, police department, and library, as well as runner and bicyclist. It’s the vein the leads to the heart of this magnificent town.
By Jenn Nardi5 years ago in Horror
Driver for the Dead. Top Story - July 2021.
She came to me while I slept. I was blurry eyed and still half asleep when I agreed, fetching my keys and wandering to the car. It was once in the car, with only the moon and the green of traffic lights scattering color across sodden blacktop, that I realized what was happening.
By Kelvin Campbell5 years ago in Horror
Curiosity Killed the Kat
Twelve year old Katherine Moore drew patterns in the dirt while she patiently waited for the first responders to do their job. The scenery outside the barn was serene in comparison to the commotion in the house. The chill of the summer night air wrapped around her like a blanket that they give to victims on those crime shows her Momma would sometimes watch. Kat never imagined that she would ever be in a situation similar to those shows, yet here she was. She imagined getting interviewed by the police would be scarier, but it was more… draining than anything else. A voice interrupted her sea of thoughts.
By Laurel Mora5 years ago in Horror
