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700 | Your senses are glitching , flickering between different realities and time periods like you 're dial is not quite on the right radio station .
| The day had started out pretty average. I woke, showered, brushed my teeth and hair. I put on my clothes and started the twenty-minute bike commute to work. It had all the makings of a totally normal day—until I smelled fresh fish.
Now, this alone wouldn ’ t have been that weird of an incident. I mean, we don ’ t h... |
701 | Lost in a cave, you come across a warm cozy room, filled with fur chairs and blankets around a fireplace. From an adjacent room, an elderly dragon emerges, and offers you cookies and milk. | If my mother could see me now, she’d wonder what on God’s earth she’d done to deserve a failed explorer for a daughter. I don’t think she’ll ever forgive me for missing Christmas for the third time. Forget Dora, I’m more like Dory. Can’t even remember the route through a goddamn cave.
I squeeze into a narrow cavity, b... |
702 | internet goes down. An emergency public broadcast on the television plays "STAY INDOORS AND DO NOT LOOK OUTSIDE." The radio simultaneously broadcasts the message "EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY, GET TO HIGH GROUND." | They were packing. They were all packing. Noah watched them. His father, darting into his room, then back to the living room, stuffing things in a suitcase – not folding it, not carefully putting it, just stuffing. Noah was mad. If he had been packing like this, that carelessly, his father and mother would have told hi... |
703 | The path is lit by fire and bones | Day one: I don’t know where...who I am. I woke up here with nothing but a pen and paper. I need shelter food and water, nothing I can’t find. The area is lush with plants, wildlife, and some kind of green goop. Won’t be touching that till I know what it is.
Day three: I have managed to make a shelter for now, it isn’t... |
704 | Write a horror piece that fits the context of this video
| As Haily fell into a deep sleep, she was awaken by a ear piercing shriek from downstairs. She promptly got out of bed with her heart pounding. Being a single mother of two she was nervous as to what she might find. As she runs down the stairs she slips and tumbles to the bottom hitting her head. As she gains her senses... |
705 | An amateur monster hunter ...
| Hannah scrambled backwards. Her foot caught on the rotting carpet. The video camera was clutched tightly in her hand. The picture was green and bounced as she scanned the room. There was a crash from upstairs.
Shaking, Hannah pressed her back against the wall. Dirt trickled down the back of her shirt. There was a s... |
706 | Start and finish your story with the exact same line but, by the time you reach the end of the story, the line has a drastically different tone. | When I was fifteen, my dog died. It was a sad day. There was a funeral and everything. My parents called the school and they got me the day off. I was a mess. I didn’t know what to do.
That dog had been given to me when I first got home from the hospital. My first birthday present, I guess. My parents just called him ... |
707 | Write about the monsters under your bed .
| I've been assured many times that they would never hurt me, but it does n't mean I ca n't still be scared. Their bodies are unnatural, their faces contorted and twisted into awful, evil smiles. All they ever do is watch.
Each time I go up the stairs to my room, I know the faceless humanoid is climbing the walls beh... |
708 | Your new friends are really obsessed with the upcoming full moon. You thought nothing of it until you overheard them guessing and gossiping about what "species" you could be. | They deny it every time you ask them, and you’ve better things to do than think about it, but it leaves a niggling feeling at the back of your mind. They’re animal lovers, rescue rehabilitaters. Though Jack always seemed a bit too… cruel to be good with animals.
When the full moon is set to happen, your friends were a... |
709 | Write a story that 'll make me afraid of the dark
| In the dark there are some shadows
They don ’ t speak
They only weave
Through the bedsheets
and round your toes
In the dark there ’ s something scary
Sitting on your pillow
Watching quiet
Looking for something
they can bury
In the dark they wait for you
Tickling your fingers
Tasting them
W... |
710 | `` That wo n't come out unless you scrub it with bleach . And what are you gon na do with the shoes ? ''
| “ That won ’ t come out unless you scrub it with bleach, ” she murmured, nodding at his once-white shirt. A thread of silver smoke rose from the cigarette as she raised it to her lips and took another drag, embers glowing orange in the semi-darkness of twilight. Her pale spider fingers gestured to his bloody sneakers. ... |
711 | You 've got the roommate from hell . They use increasingly torturous tactics to drive you insane .
| My muscles tense as I reach for the door. Deep breaths. I can do this. All I need is to get ready for when my mom gets here and show her how well I ’ ve adjusted to life on campus. Dear god, I hope there isn ’ t anything waiting for me behind this door. Deep breaths, and this time check for smell. Air seems clean, so I... |
712 | Your robotic vacuum cleaner seems to be broken. It just keeps banging into the front door, over and over. One day you open the door. It charges off down the street. You follow it. | Thud. Thud. Thud.
I opened my eyes and turned to the clock next to my bed, it read six-thirty. It had begun its little door routine at six-thirty! That’s it, I can’t take it anymore I thought.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Every damned day that stupid dirt devil with a brain would bang against the door as if it was a dog wantin... |
713 | Theme Thursday - Kryptonite | The bottle's blocky glyphs are indecipherable; it smells alcoholic, so I empty the contents into my skillet. The pan and workstation erupt into flames. I throw the blazing pan into the sink and search for my eyebrows. This is perfect for my highlight reel: the contestant displays a steely inner resolve and incredible i... |
714 | You wake up in a room with 11 strangers. In the center of the room is a metal box bolted to the floor. On top of the box is a note that reads “Whoever opens this box will die. If no one opens the box in the next 60 minutes, all of you will die.” | I woke up before the rest of them.
The room is cold and empty, with bare concrete walls, floor, and ceiling. In one corner, a camera keeps watch over the room from its perch over a dingy metal grate. Its red light blinks slowly. It feels like it’s sending me a message: “I am here. I am watching.”
I sit on the opposit... |
715 | You bought a pair of headphones that are acting up. Every time you plug them in, you hear a different sound - first crying, then a war-zone, now just static. You plug them in again and are frightened to hear a desperate, tearful warning: "Whatever you do, DON'T unplug the headphones again." | They pleaded for me to never unplug the headphones. It all sounded very desperate, so I just left them plugged in.
After a few months, I just bought a new device. Wouldn't you know it, the new headphones had the same problem. So I just left them plugged in.
I used my device for a long time and dutifully never unplugg... |
716 | `` I 'm walking down the street . It 's dark , and it 's cold , and I 'm in a dead man 's shoes . ''
| `` I'm sorry, come again?''
Audrey should n't have lost her composure. She'd been through the proper training. She always knew what she was supposed to say. Fuck, her boss was going to be at her neck if they had to review this call.
`` I said,'' the voice croaked, `` I'm walking down the street—''
`` I'm so... |
717 | A diet fad is sweeping the nation: cannibalism. | “You’ve just gotta try it!” Candace urged, shaking her tupper ware full of ears, maybe, at me. “I know, I know. I was all like, ‘I could never do that,’ at first, too. But look at me, I’ve already lost fifteen pounds!”
“How long have you known me?” I asked, barely looking up from my laptop. With my thesis due by midni... |
718 | What You Think Is Happening Is n't Happening
| I stood there, reaching through the twisted cage of mangled steel and blood. Through the cacophony of saw ’ s, and hydraulics, she screamed. Her screams, oh the screams. I would always remember the screams. I stick my hand in through the small of the window, and felt her neck. So warm, was the blood, so cold, her skin.... |
719 | A patient in a mental institution tells you a story about himself too fantastical for any to believe to be true . However , the more you listen , the more you start to believe in his tale .
| When he told me his story, I kinda just shrugged. Or maybe I nodded? Or shrugged? I dunno. But he told me, and I didn ’ t believe him. He was this guy about my age, but he ’ d been in the ward before me- I was sure he would be there after me, too. I was there because…. I guess that doesn ’ t matter. I was there. He was... |
720 | Faint whispers that no one else heard. | I always hear it. Someone whispering my name ever so faintly, but it’s there and I feel it’s very real. I don’t feel like whatever it is is bad I feel it just wants to communicate with me in some way. Sometimes I get gentle nudges from things that aren’t there. Feel an invisible hand on my shoulder patting it reassurin... |
721 | It was supposed to be a joke. People online claimed if you downloaded this digital pet, took excellent care of it for a few days and then stopped it would come out of the game and kill you. It was a joke. It wasn't serious. But you opened the app today, and the pet is gone. | "I forgot."
"What do you mean 'you forgot'?" Daniel said on the other end of the phone.
"You know that whole joke about the virtual pet thing? You take care of it, then you abandon it, and it comes up and kills you? Y'know, how I was going to record it, throw it up on Reddit?"
"Yeah, that whole 'virus' thing you cou... |
722 | Every time you die , your mind immediately inhabits the closest living thing .
| Well this is odd, and slightly embarrassing. What kind of dumbass chokes to death from eating steak. Like seriously. Now I'm REALLY regretting buying this cactus, the cactus that Cindy just HAD to have. Here I am, the fucking cactus in the flesh, just waiting for Cindy to come home and find my dead body. I got the best... |
723 | please post a story you want read aloud .
| Bella was a good girl, a sweet little thing, adored by both our family and friends. My wife and I had raised her to be the best. It was easy, especially because we were both raised in strict homes with strong role models.
We taught her manners first, then how to respect others and show kindness and love. I would wa... |
724 | An alien abduction goes horribly wrong when the human they captured for study escapes and begins to stalk and kill off the crew members one by one .
| “ My victim mentality has to stop… ”
Through teary eyes Harris watched his young daughter dissected on the cold steel table. He banged on the large glass tube he remained suspended in, screaming through gritted teeth as he watched the life leave her. Her small voice kept begging to be spared and as he watched, his ... |
725 | A child is home alone when their house is broken into. Alone, except for the monster under their bed. | Lucy bounced up and down on the couch in anticipation, while rain pounded the windows outside. Her mother was putting on her coat in the hall. This was the first time nine-year-old Lucy would be left by herself, and she could not wait.
"Alright, Lucy. I'm headed out," Mom said. "Just give me a call if you need anythin... |
726 | [ wp ] it is the end of the world , and , to annoy everyone , God appears to each person in the form they least expect or like ( e.g . as a woman to a fundamentalist , as a black person to a racist , as a foreigner to a Japanese )
| I stared at the strange man standing in my living room. A strong-looking old geezer with wrinkly skin, white hair and a matching beard. He wore nothing but a white robe, and he was clearly senile.
“ For the last time, get out of my house before I call the cops. ” I admonished the man, house phone in hand. “ I mean ... |
727 | As a psychic , you have noticed that the souls of people 's pets will follow their masters until it is time to guide them into the afterlife . they also seem to cause good or bad luck depending on how they were treated .
| I've had the ability all my life to see the souls of the deceased. Not humans, mercifully never humans, but animals. I first realized I had this gift when I was little, playing in my front lawn. I was eight. My parents were allergic they said, so I never had pets myself. But I loved playing with the neighborhood ones, ... |
728 | Write about a woman who has a serial killer for a husband
| I woke up sweating, my breathing ragged. I'd had one of the nightmares again.
He was standing over me with that tortured look on his face, the one I knew was indicative of conflicted desire. His hands were shaking and I knew, without looking, that he had a growing erection. I could almost hear his heart beating wit... |
729 | A man who has been living alone for the past 20 years accidentally discovers that his bathroom mirror is a two-way mirror with a fully functional monitoring room behind it .
| The sun shines through the venetian blinds into the bedroom as he slowly twists them open. “ A more colorful window dressing would add something nice ”, he muses to himself. It ’ s a favorite game of his, building a home within his head within this spare, undecorated apartment. Almost 20 years.
“ 20 years on Tuesday,... |
730 | Someone knocks at your door in the middle of the night, claiming to have forgotten everything about themselves and where they come from, but also that they know everything about you and your life. Even what you were doing before you opened the door. | I had just sat down on the couch when there was a knock on the door. Maya looked at me, to the cat curled on her lap, and back. I got back up with a grumble.
“There better be a good reason you’re disturbing us this late,” I said, practicing my gruffness for whoever had knocked. I entered the foyer and peeked through t... |
731 | Bored by your 9-5 office job , you spend most of your day plotting the demise of your co-workers .
| For the past 15 years I have been sitting at this exact desk, doing the same boring paperwork over and over again.Take it from the In Box, stamp it, put it in the Out Box and turn in the files at the end of the day.
The banal chit chat of my co-workers didn ’ t amuse me in any way. If I had to hear the pathetic tsk... |
732 | End the story with `` But sooner or later , you always have to wake up . ''
| Before the bomb hit, before the ground lifted, before Jessica was just blood, I was asleep.
If you told anyone about the life that I lived before the bomb hit, they would n't believe you. It could n't have been real. It's the kind of life someone dreams about; you and your wife, comfortably seated in a 3 story Tudo... |
733 | We discover that multiple personality disorder (MPD) is not an issue of brain chemistry but rather the first known quantum disease where multiple copies of yourself somehow become linked to the same universe. | “I’ll take anything!” Sara called out. “Milk? Bread? Why won’t you help me?!”
She had been going on about hamburgers for an hour. We were just relieved the crying had stopped. Sara was starving and there wasn’t anything we could do but listen. There wasn’t much she could do for herself either. So, she cried and we lis... |
734 | Write a `` horror story '' that just turns out to be a blatant advertisement .
| I knew she had returned from the grave when I saw the muddy footprints leading into my apartment. But everywhere I looked every closet, dark space, under my bed, everywhere was empty. It was n't until that night when I was laying in my bed that I heard the scratching. The sharp scrape of her fingernails on my walls lou... |
735 | After 25 years away , the monster under your bed has come back .
| I tightly shut my eyes; terrorfied.
It ’ s been years, but there ’ s no mistaking it. The low, rough flow of breath through nonexistent muzzle. The slight clicking and clacking of long, untrimmed fingernails drumming on the hardwood floor.
He ’ s Back.
I ’ m married, have kids, have a career and he ’ s back... |
736 | You are the protagonist in a Horror story , but the thing is : You do n't give a fuck .
| `` You have three–''
`` Aw, feck off.''
Hang up the phone.
Back to Netflix.
The call had come from a landline. Some house a few blocks away, probably all boarded up and avoided by children. She gave the address to the coppers, told em her kid had come back all teary and it freaked out her dog and could ... |
737 | In order to help your grandma who 's suffering from Alzheimers to recall her day , you give her a camera that takes a picture every 30 seconds to hang around her neck . When she suddenly dies , you take home the memory card with her last week in pictures .
| “ Here you go kid. ” Said the funeral director handing me the ruby necklace/camera I had gotten for my grandmother, Ava to help with her Alzheimers. We had always been very close; so much so that she was often mistaken for my mother. I had n't seen her in a while because I had been travelling the last few months with m... |
738 | Ghosts can only interact with objects that were significant to them in life. Unfortunately for the people who just killed you, your grandad's 12-gauge Remington was very near and dear to you. | When I was murdered at my late grandad's hunting cabin one winter's night while my father and uncle were out hunting wild boars that day, my ghost was greeted by the Grim Reaper who was coming to collect me. But before my spectral hand took his, I asked Death if I can speed up the death dates of the two bastards who ki... |
739 | You’re almost positive you’re in a zombie apocalypse situation, and you’re waiting for the general chaos to start. It’s certainly… taking its time… | 72 hours ago, the facility where I work was raided. I’m not supposed to know that, but I do, thanks to John—a co-worker who overshares. Supposedly, three different genetically engineered viruses, all created during the Cold War, went missing. Any one of them could wreak havoc if released. They’re all novel enough that ... |
740 | The existence of the uncanny valley implies that at some point there was an evolutionary reason to be afraid of something that looked human but wasn't. You just discovered that the reason for which uncanny valley exist never disappeared, it just got better at looking human. | Please don’t look too closely. You aren’t supposed to remember.
It’s enticing when their face looks a little off in the crowd. Too shiny, or maybe too smooth. It’s interesting at first, like something from a dream.
If you look away then, it’s much easier.
Before you remember the phenomenon floating around in your he... |
741 | Your mother blurts out over the thanksgiving table , `` I 'm a lesbian . ''
| It ’ s not everyday that you find out your mother ’ s a lesbian. Especially on Thanksgiving. But that ’ s what just happened. Right after the meal had been served, she blurted it out.
“ I ’ m a lesbian! ” she shouted, exasperated from the courage it took her to say something. It had been 10 years since dad died, so... |
742 | Two people who have promised their firstborn child to differet witches get married and have a child .
| It is a warm and cloudless night.
Out near the back vegetable plot, a baker is getting his arm clawed bloody by his wife.
`` OHHHH FUCK THIS. FUCK YOU. YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU ASSHOLE SON OF A BITCH. YOU AND YOUR STUPID DI—AUGH!''
`` I-I'm sorry, honey. Oh my god, I'm so sorry. You can do it. You can do it. ... |
743 | Humanity has made contact with another intelligent species , but they are not alien . They come from the deepest reaches of the Arctic Ocean .
| In the blackest, coldest recesses of the ocean, our submarine, especially designed for deep water exploration, shone a light that feebly sliced through the infinite darkness in front of us. Like stars in the night sky, the bioluminescence from the local fauna put smiles on our small crew of marine biologists. I wouldn ... |
744 | it 's been 2 months since the outbreak of zombies , you live peacefully in the woods . Explain day to day life with a twist at the end .
| Tom wandered aimlessly through the woods for yet another day looking for his daughter. He had n't seen a human being in days, and he slowly started giving up. He needed her to live, and without her, Tom might as well wither and die. He continued his search. He knew she was in there somewhere. If only he could see a hum... |
745 | You can read subtitles in real live, which is pretty handy for translation, in bars and when dealing with people who mumble a lot. One day suddenly you read a subtitle that just says: {Boss Music Starts Playing} | I start to fall asleep after a long day of doing absolutely nothing but listening to people in the bar, since they are drunk they tell the weirdest, and sometimes funniest things, sadly drunk people mumble most of the story, but that’s only for those boring normal people. I can read what people say, even if it’s anothe... |
746 | `` I went out of my office and boarded a cab . As it started , I noticed it 's number and I was immediately startled '' - A short story less than 300 words with an ending that makes me say WTF ? and sit in awe of what I just read .
| I went out of my office and boarded a cab. As it started, I noticed it's number and I was immediately startled. It was rimmed with gold and slightly indented into the rich skin-coloured leather upholstery and it was bleeding. A thin trickle of sickly smelling blood snaked its way down, dripping onto the carpet. I leant... |
747 | Children are creators of monsters; teenagers are wardens of monsters, and adults are slayers of monsters. | I never thought I was destined for anything particularly important. I had a decent imagination as a kid, but it waned when I went through high school. Years passed, I graduated college, got married, etc etc. My partner and I bought a nice house, started our family, and I left my desk job to save us the cost of childcar... |
748 | Aliens are abducting select people from the street in broad daylight. The people of the world are in fear. Meanwhile the galactic market has seen a surge in a new kind of furless bipedal carbon-based pet that pack bonds with almost anything. | Will woke with a gasp. His head was pounding. Rolling over on all fours, he felt coarse grass under his fingers. Opening his eyes, he looked around. Large rocks with some moss, pine trees, some leaning vicariously, and some with large claw marks splintering the trunks… Blood rushed to his head, heart racing in his ears... |
749 | In first person , make me believe your odd phobia is something worth fearing .
| You want to know somethin ’ seriously frightening? Freezers. No, no don ’ t laugh, I mean, I guess its kinda funny, but freezers are scary. Especially opening other people ’ s freezers. There could be anything in there.
No, seriously, I opened a freezer once at my cousin ’ s place, I was 17, drunk for the first tim... |
750 | "I have successfully prevented numerous murders today." "What? How?" "Self control." | My eyes dart to the block of knives sitting on the kitchen counter. I can feel the way my fingers twitch towards the blades, itching to grasp the cool handle in my hand and feel the weight of sharp metal.
Just thinking about it makes my heart start to race in anticipation.
Brad, my best friend, clears his throat acr... |
751 | You wake up suddenly to loud cracks of gunfire. You hear screaming in Russian moving quickly past your apartment. You carefully look out your window, and the noise stops. The streets are deserted. | I throw the smelly Army jacket off and approach the window, crouching. Nobody down there. I keep peering patiently. Argh, the floor was not kind to my back last night, it’s killing me. Then I see it: three uniformed Soviet soldiers are sprinting west towards the port. If there were men fighting in the streets, then the... |
752 | McDonalds is actually an ancient time traveling civilization, who have the technology to speed up time or stop it altogether. You see the truth when you pull over to their drive through for a late night cheeseburger. | I got out of work late that night, and I saw that the Golden Arches were still lit. I let out a sigh of relief. I hadn’t eaten since lunch and I was hoping for a quick cheeseburger before heading home. I drove past to see if anyone was still working and went around the block to pull into the drive-through.
I pulled up... |
753 | The serialkiller leaves hints towards his next victim . Most of them are puns , which only make sense once the next body is found .
| Lying in the space between the body and the bed I could see a newspaper covered in bloody fingerprints. I leaned back onto my haunches and waved the lab technician over to take pictures with his camera.
“ I need you to take photos from every angle under here, its important, because we ’ ll have to move the bed to g... |
754 | `` This was their solution ''
| I woke up on a beautiful Sunday morning to find my wife struggling to breath. She was surrounded by a pile of bloody tissues, and coughing up hemorrhaged blood. I had taken a sleeping pill the night before, around the same time she told me not to worry about her “ minor ” cold. I had felt at the time that the symptoms ... |
755 | Though not the first person on Mars, you are apparently the first human who will die on Mars. And it seems something is different about what happens after you die, here. | Pain.
There’s an aluminium spar sticking through my stomach, lower right side. Is that where the liver is, or is it on the other side? I grip the beam with my left hand and a whole new wave of pain overtakes me, shrinking my vision to a tunnel. I let it go; I’m pinned to the floor.
Everything is remarkably quiet. I k... |
756 | One day, all mirrors and reflective surfaces stop being reflective. It turns out a massive disaster has occured in the mirror world. | Honestly, Elizabeth had been so hungover that morning, that if everyone on the news hadn’t been freaking out about it, she probably wouldn’t have noticed. Her eyes had been barely open as she had rolled out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom, and she’d barely had the energy to brush her teeth, let alone attempt to p... |
757 | Describe the life & soul of a serial killer
| Broken bones, mangled limbs, crushed organs, eyes glued shut
Wet, hideous suffocation.
Within the skull, blood gathers and concentrates
Turns the remainder of this garbled body blue.
Torture of utter discomfort evolves to that of isolation.
Minutes turn to hours; hours to days; days to months.
The torture o... |
758 | There is a monster under the bed
| Carley eased quietly into her parent ’ s room and stealthily slipped into their bed. She wormed her way up from the foot of the bed until her head rested on the pillow. Her slight frame shook violently as if from the cold.
John awoke to find his 4 year old daughter nestled tightly between himself and his wife Tina.... |
759 | You, new in town and strapped for cash, see an ad in the paper; apparently, a "Gomez and Morticia Addams" are in need of a babysitter to watch their two children during a business trip. Despite the VERY high pay, no one has pursued it. Ignoring warnings from the locals, you sign up. | So what? Am I supposed to listen to strangers, just because we share the same zip code? I have just arrived here, and the first thing they tell me to do is ‘do not, ever, go to the Addams to babysit’. Hell, I didn't even know who they were. And whenever someone says don’t, you do it. That’s just human nature. So here I... |
760 | You have the ability to read the minds of those you look in the eye. So far, you have met many interesting individuals, but this is the first time you have heard multiple, and even several voices in a single person, all at the same time. | I sat in the doctor’s waiting room trying hard to ignore the screaming children, coughing and general noise that surrounded me. Of course, the was made all the more difficult by the fact that I could hear inner voices as well as outer ones. I let my eyes wander around the room and let my gaze fall on a woman of about 8... |
761 | A story with horror elements where , somehow , a washing machine plays a central role .
| I went to bed. As always the dog licked my hand. It was something that might seem weird but it brought a sense of relaxation. The day was finished only when my dog was ready to go to sleep. Just like I was.
Then I heard a weird noise coming from the room next to mine. I went in to find out where this disturbing noise... |
762 | You live in your apartment, sad and alone, save for the spiders you can't bring yourself to kill. You flick flies and other small bugs into their webs, cynically calling them your "friends". But your kindness has not gone unnoticed by the spiders, and your life is about to get MUCH better. | Ok look, I know this is probably going to sound insane, but I think the spiders in my apartment are doing something... Odd. Not charlotte's web odd, but odd.
See I have a special mental case, like a reverse arachnophobia. I love the spiders in my room, killing bugs, keeping my house free of mites and roaches, and espe... |
763 | Convicted criminals can choose to shorten their sentence . The only catch is the more it is shortened , the worse the conditions are where they are held . Describe a one night stay .
| It begins as an itch. A tickle at the base of the neck. Another at the small of the back. A third at the spine. The scalpels they use are laser-sharpened to a hair ’ s breadth. The technicians work the scalpels delicately, separating one see-through layer from the rest. But of course you don ’ t see this. You ’ re stra... |
764 | Whenever someone dies , the person responsible will always be able to see the ghost of their victim for the rest of their life .
| It was Monday morning and Jim slipped seamlessly back into his weekday routine. Kim was up, the kids were eating and dressed, and everything was in order. Jim threw his briefcase into the passenger seat and then settled behind the wheel, slipping his thermal coffee mug into its holder, and twisted the keys. There was t... |
765 | You are the first person to be born off Earth . Describe your life .
| They told me I was the dawn of a new era.
A fresh start, they said, after the nightmare that became Earth. The place everyone but me called home.
To me, it was just another distant star in the sky. Nothing but a fantastical setting for father ’ s many stories. He especially loved recounting something he called ... |
766 | Its the morning of your big violin recital . You ’ ve woken to find that all your fingers have miraculously transformed into tiny autonomous tentacles . [ WP ]
| It would make more sense if I could control the tentacles attached to my hands. Even though having tentacles instead of fingers really doesn ’ t make sense to begin with.
I ’ m not having a nightmare. I checked. I just don ’ t have any explanation for it. I went to sleep last night after a delightful dinner and pra... |
767 | The maze is endless and there's a monster for everyone. | I pick my head up, for only a moment, before I let it drop back down into the mud.
I’m completely covered. I don’t think I’ve seen my actual complexion in over a week. There’s been no time. No time to even wipe the caked dirt from my eyelashes.
A single tear pulls debris across my face and stings as it reaches my oth... |
768 | Voyager 2 is found orbiting the Earth. It is exactly the same except with one new addition: a single image of our galaxy taken from outside it. | "You found what?"
“An the image of our galaxy, sir, taken from the outside."
“And you're sure that it's the Milky Way?"
“That's what the analysts are telling me."
"How did Voyager two even make it back? It was over one hundred astronomical units out!"
“We . . . we don’t know, sir.”
“Get me a copy of that photo. I... |
769 | How did you dislocate your shoulder ?
| I woke up, to a rasping sound coming from downstairs. After a few moments it stops and all that can be heard is a slight rattle. After 20 minutes of delay, caused by a lack of motivation, I finally started my descent down the stairs. Upon the completion of my epic journey down the stairs I entered the kitchen to find a... |
770 | A Doctor at a psychiatric hospital is talking to a recently admitted patient , who claims they they are in a lucid dream , the doctor asks them to prove it .
|
One thought away from sadness,
is being fought away for long time.
Two beliefs away from madness,
that's just a will away from crime.
He took the form of monster,
and she looked me in the eye,
and told me this is just a dream,
kissed my cheek and said goodbye.
But the pain and fear was real,
... |
771 | I watch the smoke start to rise, 100 homes, 100 fires. | I count the ashes on my fingers, one mote at a time. This one from the first, faint and cold. That one from the third, the heat still rising. This other one from the fifty-fourth—I had begun to get tired at this time. And that last one drifting, glowing, falling ever so slowly onto the ground from the last house. I cau... |
772 | For years , a room in your house has been locked from the outside . You 've always been told that you are not , under any circumstances , allowed inside . Today , you noticed the key sitting in the lock ...
| For as long as I can remember the attic door has been locked, with a strict warning to never go near it. I used to joke about it to myself and my friends, my cousins, my sister, but lately, since the day of my fathers funeral, I have been drawn to it. Like a bug being taunted by the glowing blue light, it seems so invi... |
773 | You own a pendant that is supposed to softly glow when danger is nearby. One night as you are sleeping, the pendant brightens up the entire room. | The pendant around my neck was usually dim. It now glowed like a blazing Sun.
I jolted awake, heart pounding against my ribs. I had worn it as a family heirloom, which was passed down through from my ancestors, over many years with a warning: "It glows softly in the presence of danger." I got out from bed, my breaths ... |
774 | A world where , every day , in an effort to control population and instill fear , an address somewhere in the world is drawn from an `` address lottery . '' The occupants of that home are then brutally executed on live television within the hour .
| The real estate agent, Suzie, cleared her throat.
`` Now, you do realise that this house has a... history?''
Mel smiled. `` Yes. I know all about the lottery. Which is exactly why I'm interested in this place. What is the likelihood of the lottery happening twice in the same house?''
`` Well, I do n't think it HA... |
775 | You're a new type of psychologist that enters the human consciousness to destroy past traumas. After fighting abusive parents and monsters, you enter a kid's mind to find an endless abyss | “This has to be a mistake.” I repeat to myself over and over as I stare into the darkness that surrounds me. My voice echoes helplessly before fading into nothing. Something has gone terribly wrong; by now I’ve normally seen a baby’s first moments, followed by a brief view of their life up until now. By now I should be... |
776 | You are an average high school student, and four random students approach you in the hallway before your first class. A jock, a prep student, a gamer, and an emo kid. They grab you by the arm and tell you, "You are our fifth member. There is no time to explain, we gotta go..." | I’ll never forget the day Dalton McCoy grabbed my hand and told me he needed to see me In the locker room, that is because it was the day I died.
Dalton was of course the most typical jock type; tall, handsome, muscular, etcetera. I could’ve picked someone a tad more original, but sometimes vanilla is the safest choic... |
777 | You are a person who are trying to find a creature that killed your family . As time goes on , you doubt yourself as to whether the creature really does exist .
| The house is unassuming. A typical suburban cookie-cutter job painted an HOA approved shade of tan set back on a small lot with a dying lawn. The interim landlord had kept it up, but one instinctively knew that no one currently occupied the structure. Maybe it was the permanently drawn curtains, the extinguished porch ... |
778 | Tell a story through a series of short police report summaries .
| Date: Dec 27, 2015 - 21:18
Case Number: 103-4A3
Officer: 563528
Location: 1705 S Franklin Ave
Summary: 911 received call at 21:18 but no one was on the line. Call back was not answered. Dispatched to drive by. Heard man yelling. Rang doorbell. Man answered. Alcohol on breath. Said no one else was home a... |
779 | Your shadow has turned against you
| I ’ ve sat in my room for two days ever since it disappeared for the first time.
This was my life now, eating, showering and sleeping in my room in the darkness, although the last task was not worth mentioning since I did that in the darkness already, but such is my life now. I feel vaguely demented at this point, ... |
780 | You receive a text from an unknown number in the middle of the night saying `` Whatever you do , do n't leave your room ''
| Message received – “ Whatever you do, don ’ t leave your room. ”
“ Holy shit. It ’ s really happening. ” I exclaimed in a breathy whisper.
I tend to avoid watching scary movies if I can. Not because I ’ m afraid. It ’ s quite the opposite actually. I don ’ t get scared, well not anymore at least. When I realise... |
781 | Write a story that 's terrifying without implying or threatening any physical harm on any characters
| There's nothing behind you.
Nothing is watching you from the dark corner of the room.
That crack in your curtain? Nothing was peering through it just now.
What was that sound? Probably nothing.
Is your door open? I could have sworn it was closed.
Did you lock your front door?
What about your bac... |
782 | Billions of years ago, aliens placed a magic dampening field on Earth, knowing the inevitable birth of the most powerful magic beings in the universe. This "moon" the beings came to call it, was just destroyed. | “Oh fuck, oh FUCK!”
She sat up with a start and reached blindly for her phone. 3:32 AM blinked at her in the dark.
On her lock screen were the smiling faces of her and her brother Nico. She lingered on his dark, curly hair and bright eyes. This picture never failed to fill her with warmth, and she was sure to look ba... |
783 | Write a horror story that is terrifying in context but hilarious out of context. | He had just started sleeping in his own room. It was an adventure of its own, but he knew all too well of the monsters that lurked. Their house was old, full of stories and things out of stories. Joey knew of the monsters, but he hadn’t expected it to come so soon.
The night was quiet. His window was bare, showing the... |
784 | Anatidaephobia : The fear that somewhere , somehow , a duck is watching you . You are that duck , watching them . Always .
| He goes to the wardrobe. I position myself to watch. He tries on white polo, my favorite. I rub the webs of my feet against branch. He finds large tear under white polo ’ s armpit. I begin to touch myself. He sees hole is shaped like beak. I salivate. Dismayed, he looks to the window. I continue. With cold fingers cupp... |
785 | "My child, do not be afraid. I will always protect you." It gently cooed as I heard its claws from underneath my bed. | Hello You,
I never got your name, but I don't need it to mail this letter. I can just place it under my bed and wait for you to gobble it up.
We used to speak when I was younger, and although I don’t hear your voice anymore, I know you’re still there. Where else would the letters keep disappearing to? Sometimes, late... |
786 | You go to make soup one day . You accidentally make a soul instead .
| Something weird happened the other day.
Something I'm not certain even happened at all.
I was making soup, Heinz. A smooth bowl of tomato goodness to calm me down after a stressful day, soup is a wonderful creation. I heated it up into a steaming pot of joy and sat on my bed, ready to reap my harvest. But somet... |
787 | "The woods have their own rules." | I trudged through the moonlit forest, brandishing a beacon of light - my lantern - in one hand and my weapon - a knife - in the other. The desperate longing for opium taunted me; my sloping fingers twitched as they ran along the tip of my blade and my legs aimlessly journeyed forward. I had no destination and was only ... |
788 | You gaze into the muddy water in front of you, noticing a strange silhouette below the surface. Unable to make out any details, you lean closer... | The city's glow reflected against the wet concrete, it never stopped raining here. The neon signs cast reflections in puddles of grime. The maglev trams and commuter lines run endlessly though carrying no one through this part of the city. She pulled her coat tighter, and increased its water resistance, the fabric stif... |
789 | You are a private detective investigating the disappearances of 6 teenagers. Further into your investigation, you stumble upon a clue that leads you into something much more dark and sinister... | I stare at the board and take out my tape recorder. “Detective’s Log. This is the 8th log under Case MP6T-25. All victims supposedly disappeared under mysterious circumstances earlier this year. The first one is a highschool quarterback Michael Sanders, age 17. He was reported to have vanished after leaving the locker ... |
790 | `` The boundaries which divide life and death are at best shadowy and vague . ''
| When I was thirteen my step dad burned my mom alive in our house. I was at my dad ’ s house. She was tied to a chair. I went back to the house a day later and stared at it. It was white bits and black bits. The grey in between was thin.
Right now I am drunk. I am on my dad ’ s couch wrapped in blankets and in carto... |
791 | Today , you went into the room your parents told you to never go in .
| There ’ s so little time. Quickly, now, before the whine of the garage door and the creek of the steps announces their arrival home.
I ’ d saved my chance for weeks, listening to muffled conversations about their upcoming trip. An overnight they ’ d said—perfect. Just the chance I ’ d been waiting for.
The car ... |
792 | The Horde
| Oct 29/14
I found it in the attic of my new house: a box full. A box full of something I ca n't seem to properly describe. They are beings that may have once been a prototype for some sort of creepy-ass dolls. That's as much as I can say about what they look like.
I left them up there. I could n't stand how dus... |
793 | A young man realises that every time he makes eye contact with his reflections , they enter his world . He hunts down and kills his reflections on a regular basis .
| Cursing under his breath, the man sprinted down the street after his reflection. How could he have been so careless? He had never let any escape, none after the first. He had killed out of fear then, the first time; the man could still remember the sick feeling afterwards, weeping beside his own corpse, bile rising bit... |
794 | Finding out you’re immortal you lose your sense of fear and begin lusting for power, you become a tyrant and control the surrounding lands, in your haste for power you become careless and have been betrayed by those you trusted. You are chained and thrown down a supposed “bottomless” pit. | “Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, and she's always gone too long.
Anytime she goes away.”
The lyrics leaving my mouth seemed to echo for some time. I must be pretty deep. It’s often to quiet down here, and I would often sing as a way to pass time wi... |
795 | Why exactly are you afraid of clowns ?
| `` Oh yes, they float Georgie...'' I cringe every time someone says that. I laugh it off, that cold shiver running up my spine. My parents warned me about that damn movie, but I had to watch it one day while they were at work. They forgot to return it to Blockbuster, so I watched it because they said I should n't. Sort... |
796 | An angel appears in front of you. You hear it say: "Be not afraid, BE HORRIFIED." | *I still liked your earlier prompt, so I'll post what I wrote for that one.
Shhh. You are much too loud. They will hear you. You are like a banshee, wailing into a wasp’s nest. So I must ask you now, will you whisper? Or will my blade slice the vocal cords from your throat? Good. I will remove my hand now. I remind yo... |
797 | What is your everyday life in a post-antibiotic world where a incurable bacteria killed over 5 billion people .
| Wash hands. No soap.
Ma' said always use soap. Always smelled like flowers. Even when she lay in bed, coughing blood and wiping it on the sheets, Ma' smelled like flowers.
Open drawer. Take towel, put it in bucket of clean water. Water from the highest stream. Dunk towel in, wipe off table. Wipe it again. Throw... |
798 | You are reading stories about an asylum in the early 1900s and realize that one of the patients with "time traveler syndrome" is actually you. | There he was laying motionless in a pool of his own blood. I hope his kids don’t come around anytime soon, I cannot handle killing a couple of pre-teens this early in the week. They make too much noise and have too many friends that come looking for them. Lonely, middle aged men are the best bet for this kind of thing.... |
799 | Everybody on Earth has a small status in the bottom corner of their vision, that shows the percentage chance that they will die that day. Oneday, everybody on earth wakes to see it read 100%. | Glimpse of future...
Today is my 23rd birthday and I never thought I would be this sad on my birthday. Not because I’m dying, it’s because I’m dying alone on my bed looking at dirty ceiling.
I saw a future that would include my hot girfriend and my dream car when I was blowing my bithday cake and same day I’m trying ... |
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