psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
The Krewel Girl
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The light could be seen from the town, as it flickered half-way up the mountain. Whispers went around the tavern of the old Krewel place. Matthias Krewel had been a kindly old man, in spite of his name. He often came down to the village, buying supplies, and selling the little wood carvings he whittled from the pines. The children loved the carvings, and would flock to him whenever he arrived. Some of these children didn't have the pocket change to buy his pieces, but every so often, Mr. Krewel would find they'd misplaced a coin behind their ear, which was just enough to buy a little trinket.
By Malcolm Roach4 years ago in Horror
Abandoned
The Cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window… At the strike of the match, Noah held her breath, desperate for the small flame dancing in her hand to reach the candle in front of her. On her third attempt, she let out a small sigh of relief as she watched the blackened wick come to life, casting its blanket of light over a small area of the cabin. It wasn’t much, she thought, but enough to provide some reprieve from the dark, stormy night.
By Lydia Fuchsman4 years ago in Horror
LET ME IN
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." The cursor blinked. Taunting me. Write what you know they said. And, right now, that was working about as well for me as online dating apps work for finding true love.
By Frank Coles4 years ago in Horror
the woman in the hallway
1 Jack twisted the cap off his beer, closed the fridge, and walked back to the couch in the living room. He picked up a sweater that was strewn across the cushions, threw it onto the love-seat in the other corner of the room and flopped onto the couch. After fidgeting around trying to find the perfect comfy spot, he took a sip of the cold brew and pulled his phone out to see if he got any new messages. As he swiped open his phone, he noticed something in his peripheral view, just beyond the phone on the wall. He took his focus off the phone, and gazed at what looked like a droplet of water streaking down from the ceiling. He stood up and walked over to get a closer look, grabbing a chair along the way to be able to look real close. He propped the chair next to the wall, hopped on and investigated. He reached up to wipe the single droplet and hoped that it wasn’t a leak of some kind. After wiping it away, he gazed at the small pin-sized hole in the ceiling where the drop appeared from, but nothing else dripped. He reached his hand up to feel around the hole to make sure there was no moisture around it, and just as he was about to touch it there was a loud BANG BANG BANG at the front door.
By Nick Solid4 years ago in Horror
The Secret
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It was Christmas break of my senior year, and I was thrilled to be home and take a much-needed break from my studies. As I walked through the door, mom greeted me as if I had been gone for ages.
By Toni Zouhar 4 years ago in Horror
visitor
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window" whispered Jerome, his face dimly illuminated by the dancing light of the campfire. "The flame was so faint, and yet the flickering wick spat orange waves against the decaying wood now exposed from the inner walls of the window frame; they looked like they were breathing."
By Nick Solid4 years ago in Horror
In Between
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I stumbled, tripping over roots, scraping my hands on the bark as I held for balance. Warm blood trickled down my temple, inching close to my left eye. Where am I? How did I get here? The last thing I can remember is... an argument. I think. I don't know this place. Looking up I try to catch a glimpse of the sky, is it night or day? The treetops are too dense, and I'm surrounded by neverending shade. I can hear something off in the distance, maybe water? As I am trying to make sense of everything, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, my skin as if being pricked by needles. A feeling I know all too well. I'm being watched. Suddenly adrenaline kicks in, and I look around in a frantic panic. "Who's there?"
By Catarina Mesquita4 years ago in Horror
Never Drink with the Wolf
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. She had been distracted, searching for mushrooms and lost track of the sun. It was the light from the candle that shook her. Took her attention. Stopped her. She did this track every season, wandering underneath the pine trees searching for saffron milk caps. It was always safe. It was always private and peaceful and the few others that walked the path, were familiars. Happy people getting in touch with nature and sharing found produce. Happy locals. Happy tourists.
By kylie saab4 years ago in Horror
The Hunger of the Forest
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The city folk had always feared the cabin, as stories had been told of a family experiencing a gruesome death of unknown cause. Folks believed the cabin to be haunted by the spirits of this family. Even the authorities that would have torn the cabin down or sold it to new owners refused to do so. No one wanted any connection to the cabin, and outsiders that asked about it were quickly silenced. Talking about this cabin was forbidden in the city.
By Jayme Cameron4 years ago in Horror
