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Special effects may be lacking, but vintage horror films still manage to keep our palms sweating and blood pumping; a look back at retro horror films, stories, books and characters that prove everything is scarier in black and white.

The Last Car
One of the weirdest television episodes to ever air, "The Last Car," Season 2, Episode 19 of "Tales from the Darkside," has all the earmarks of an absurdist, surrealist dream. It's the sort of short film that David Lynch might have admired, something that could have been transposed onto the template for his "Twin Peaks" without skipping much of a beat. Like every dream (in this case, an interminable nightmare), it must be interpreted, picked apart, and digested for meaning and symbolism. What is this metaphor saying to the viewer?
By Tom Bakerabout 10 hours ago in Horror
Blood and Black Lace . Top Story - February 2026.
The diary is a Pandora's box of secrets The fountain of fortune is muted in the pouring rain. The wind creaks the metal sign like twisted bones.
By Tom Bakera day ago in Horror
A Super Natural Tale
This story was told to me by one of my best ever friends , who we lost to cancer some twelve years back.I am still in touch with his widow , his sons and their families but this happened when we were in our teens.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred a day ago in Horror
Double Trouble
"The Hitchhiker" and "Freddy’s Nightmares," two Eighties anthology horror sleaze series that epitomize the era’s vast anxieties about rapidly changing social norms, each feature first-season episodes that hint at dark, twisted psychological mechanisms. No surprise there. Each, in its own way, opens up the mental sewer below the viewer, revealing the catarrhal slop that flows, like feculent sludge, beneath the conscious mind, in that dark netherworld of the limbic system where monsters dwell.
By Tom Baker2 days ago in Horror
The Villisca Axe Murders
On the evening of June 9, 1912, the town of Villisca, Iowa, was ordinary. Church services ended. Families returned home. Oil lamps were lowered. Doors were latched.
By Veil of Shadows3 days ago in Horror
The Beaumont Children. Content Warning.
On January 26, 1966, three children left their home in Adelaide, Australia, for a day at the beach. It was Australia Day... A bright, festive, summer day. One they never came back from...
By Veil of Shadows6 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 Night8 days ago in Horror
The Mad Gasser of Mattoon
In late summer of 1944, in the quiet town of Mattoon, Illinois, something invisible slipped into people’s homes. It did not break windows. It did not force doors. It did not leave fingerprints. It arrived as a smell... Sweet. Slightly floral. Almost pleasant at first. And then the weakness began.
By Veil of Shadows10 days ago in Horror
Saturday Night Special
The thin veneer of beauty covers a deep and bloody pool of despair. The desire to be the Unobtainable Object of Desire sends deep tendrils beneath the soil of our being. It's a good thing that a razor-fingered dream demon is there to remind us that Fate, cruel Fate, will gobble up the fantasies that fuel us, leaving us withered and decaying husks of expectation, humiliation, and human want.
By Tom Baker13 days ago in Horror
The Seat That Was Already Reserved. AI-Generated.
The bus station closed after midnight. Not officially — the lights stayed on, the ticket window remained open — but the world itself seemed to abandon it. Conversations became whispers, footsteps softer, and even engines sounded distant, like memories rather than machines.
By shakir hamid14 days ago in Horror
Salt and Sea
“Mom, how did you and Dad choose my name?” “I was wondering if you would ever ask that question, sweetie. Since your dad is a commercial fisherman and I like all things connected to the ocean, we thought we should give you a name connected to the sea. We couldn’t name you Neptune because you’re a girl, and if we named you Huixtocihuatl after the Aztec goddess of sea and salt, you’d spend the rest of your life teaching people how to pronounce your name. That’s why your dad and I settled on Maris, meaning of the sea in Latin. It’s short, easy to pronounce and spell, and pays tribute to the thing we feel a strong connection to. Maybe you’ll feel that bond someday.”
By Mark Gagnon18 days ago in Horror
THE THINGS THAT RULE THE VENEZUELAN INTERIOR.
There are places on Earth that remain unclaimed not because no one has tried to reach them, but because something else got there first.
By Veil of Shadows20 days ago in Horror