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Footage so horrific, you wish it'd stayed hidden; discover found footage depicting horror in real-life, from eerie forest encounters to cemetery dwellers to paranormal activity and more.
Researchers believe they understand why the noses of Triceratops were so large.
Triceratops have been characterised for almost a century by its visible features, including as their enormous beak, horns, and frills. However, what we couldn't see at all might be the true surprise. According to recent CT scans, this horned dinosaur redirected its snout's primary blood arteries and nerves through its nostrils rather than its jaw.
By Francis Damia day ago in Horror
Why We Crave the Shadows?
Horror is often dismissed as a "cheap thrill"—a collection of jump scares and visceral shocks designed to elicit a scream. However, the most enduring horror stories are not about what hides under the bed, but what hides inside the human psyche. At its core, horror is a sophisticated psychological tool that allows us to explore our deepest anxieties within the safety of a narrative.
By Being Inquisitive3 days ago in Horror
The Ninth Hour of Malachi : SEASON 4
Chapter 12 (Climax and Immediate Aftermath) CHRONICLE LOG: Final entry in the retrieved portion of Father Pavel’s journal. The entry consists of only two words, written in a shaky, almost illegible hand, before the page is consumed by a jagged tear: "She awoke." The whereabouts of Father Pavel remain officially undisclosed.
By Tales That Breathe at Night7 days ago in Horror
There are places history tries to erase.
There are places history tries to erase. You won’t find this village on most modern maps. The roads that once led to it have long been swallowed by weeds and time. But if you follow the old county records—yellowed papers tucked away in a forgotten archive—you’ll find a single line written in faded ink:
By sagar dhital11 days ago in Horror
The abandoned prison
The abandoned prison stood at the edge of town like a silent witness to the horrors of a past nobody wanted to remember. Its walls, once painted a hopeful white, were now cracked, faded, and streaked with the grime of decades. Rusted iron bars, twisted and broken, clanged softly whenever the wind whispered through the empty corridors. I don’t know why I found myself drawn to this place, but there was something about it—a pull, almost magnetic—that demanded I see it with my own eyes.
By sagar dhital13 days ago in Horror
The Reflection That Wasn’t. Content Warning.
It started on an ordinary evening. Areeba had returned to her apartment after a long day at work, tired and distracted. The building was old but well-maintained, with narrow hallways and the faint smell of damp paint. In her small bathroom, the mirror above the sink reflected her as usual, pale and exhausted. Or so she thought.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Horror
The Neighbor Who Returned Every Morning. AI-Generated.
The receptionist hesitated before handing Arman the key. Not long. Just a second too long. It was past midnight, and the rain outside had flooded half the highway, forcing him to stop at the only roadside hotel still open. The lobby smelled faintly of detergent and old carpet — clean enough to trust, but empty enough to feel watched.
By shakir hamid17 days ago in Horror
The Unnamable of State Route 87
The Night on State Route 87 It was a usual drive on a well traveled road in Arizona. State Route 87 was a route William Church knew like the back of his hand, often traveling to and from Phoenix. So well in fact that he felt safe enough to bring his wife and travel with her across the desert. Something he went back and forth with in his head seeing how the desert heat and endless terrain can often be unforgiving. What if the truck broke down and they were left stranded? The drive time was about an hour on a night where the moon rose faster than anticipated, and stars started to shimmer bright, twinkling like a mother smiling back at you, on this night a little too bright for the vast expanse.
By Lobo Miasma18 days ago in Horror
