interview
Interviews with authors, film directors and horror snobs of all kinds; conversations that will unsettle, and shed light on all things dark and mysterious.
The Vanishing Hour
It was close to midnight when Detective Lara Quinn was standing in the middle of the empty alleyway, her eyes on the grimy door of a rundown warehouse. The chilled, crisp wind made the hair on the back of her neck stand up, not from cold, but from an overwhelming sensation that something did not feel right. Something had changed.
By Bari Mir Rahamatul12 months ago in Horror
"The Mysterious Unknown"
The Nameless Encounter It’s often said that a person’s name is the first thing you learn about them, but in my case, that wasn’t true. The man sitting across from me on the train had a lot to share, but he never told me his name. He was a mystery, wrapped in stories and unanswered questions, and I couldn’t help but be intrigued.
By Muhammad Hayat12 months ago in Horror
Phantom Lights of Hollow Hill
The Phantom Lights of Hollow Hill On the outskirts of a quiet town, there is a place known as Hollow Hill, a forgotten hilltop that rises like a shadow over the village. The locals avoid it, especially after dusk. Stories about the hill have been passed down for generations, whispered by firelight and told with a trembling voice. They all share one thing in common—the haunting of the phantom lights.
By ziad alsedabout a year ago in Horror
The Haunting World of Horror
**The Haunting World of Horror** Horror has been an integral part of human culture, captivating and terrifying audiences for centuries. Whether through folklore, literature, cinema, or visual art, horror serves as a powerful medium to explore our deepest fears, anxieties, and the unknown.
By ziad alsedabout a year ago in Horror
Midnight Whispers
**Midnight Whispers** The small town of Ashford was known for its quiet streets and friendly people. But deep within the forest that bordered the town, an old house sat in ruins—forgotten by time, yet never truly abandoned. The locals called it the Whispering House, for those who wandered too close on certain nights claimed to hear voices drifting through the trees, calling their names in hushed tones.
By ziad alsedabout a year ago in Horror






