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Stories in Horror that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
The Birchfield Building Cellar
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. No matter how loud the knocking became, mother said to never give in to my curiosity. That part of the estate was restricted and mother warned that my existence on earth depended on keeping a great distance away from the Birchfield Building cellar.
By Colton McClintockabout a year ago in Horror
Lupine Feast
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. The sign was posted above the frame. Huge letters -crimson, black. Smeared, grainy; indelible. My erstwhile host had disappeared. Like a phantasm he had appeared in the forest just as I thought I would surely die in this god forsaken wilderness.
By Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago in Horror
The Final Nail
There was only one rule: Don’t open the door. I repeated that warning in my mind, as I wandered through the moldy tunnels of the dark wine cellar. Stagnant water slowly dripped from moss-shrouded ceilings, pooling in the cracks between the slick stone walkways. The only sounds were the echoes of my footsteps and the never-ending plop, plop, plop of dripping water.
By Tina D'Angeloabout a year ago in Horror
Charlotte
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Charlotte's nursery was in the room furthest from the door: up many stairs and down a long hall. There, she spent her early days keeping her nurses busy, filling diapers, throwing toys, screaming, and biting. But no number of stairs, length of halls, or thickness of doors could keep the music from reaching her ears. Fortunately, infants don't know what a door is, much less how to open one.
By Rebekah Conardabout a year ago in Horror
Invaded
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Now here Nicki was, trying to open said black door with a large keyhole, in sharp contrast to the rest of the white house. Harsh footsteps and loud clashes continued behind her, evidence that the robbers were still in the house.
By Rebecca Pattonabout a year ago in Horror
