slasher
Don't open that door! Psycho made slasher films a hallmark of the horror genre; explore iconic hackers, slashers, and chainsaw-wielding psychopaths, from the safety of your living room.
Jaguar Wright and the Zombie Apocalypse. Content Warning.
RealLyfe Productions asked Jaguar Wright about her weapon of choice in a Zombie apocalypse. We are already in the Zombie Apocalypse - 1:02:53 - The weapon of choice is being in one's right mind. Next voice, hands, and feet. Desired Extensions: Machete (Ogun Symbolism)
By Denelsia Walker2 years ago in Horror
Echoes of the Forgotten
Echoes of the Forgotten In the curious, failed-to-remember town of Ravenswood, where time appeared to stop, stood an old, frail manor known as Blackwood House. Deserted for a really long time, the manor had an evil standing. The locals murmured stories of scary events and odd vanishings, cautioning outcasts to remain away. However, the house's dull appeal demonstrated that it was excessively enticing for some.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Horror
HAUNTED FARMHOUSE. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
STORY ABOUT OLD FARMHOUSE... The old farmhouse had stood for centuries, its stone walls bearing witness to generations of laughter, tears, and secrets. But as the years went by, the once-thriving farm fell into disrepair, and the house became a shadow of its former self. The windows, once bright and cheerful, now stared out like empty eyes, their panes cracked and broken. The door, once welcoming, now hung crookedly on its hinges, as if pushed open by an unseen hand.
By FinPetrol7772 years ago in Horror
THE GUIDE TO THE UNDERWORLD. Content Warning.
In a certain city there was a grumpy old man that no one could get close to. He had no one by his side to take care of him, even when the weather was bad or when he was sick. When the neighbors came to help, he angrily cursed and chased them all away, leaving no one behind. Over time, no one cares anymore.
By Ken Daklak2 years ago in Horror
BUS NUMBER 26. Content Warning.
Bus route number 26 is always crowded, no matter what time it is. When An finished school, it was difficult to jostle to get on the bus, but once on the bus, the smell of people, the smell of sweat, the smell of road dust, all mixed with the smell of air conditioning, created a mixed atmosphere that if it weren't for the arrest. Surely no one will want to endure it.
By Ken Daklak2 years ago in Horror
