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Jason
@jasonjor
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Amante del terror y el misterio
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2020-09-25 05:12
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Confession
Source I stared at her in horror as the words spilled from her lips with sinister calm. My daughter, my own flesh and blood, was coldly confessing to the murders of her father and her fiancé. -Both lie
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The time travellers
Digital Art made by me Sara watched in growing fear as the visitors from the past scattered through the streets. Suddenly, a piercing shriek rent the air. The crowd parted, revealing a Victorian-era
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The Lady of the Mirrors
Source She gazed at her reflection in rapture, caressing every strand of her glorious mane. Until the glass misted over with an icy mist that formed spectral words: ‘Cut your hair or suffer my curse.
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Dark secret
Source The convulsions ceased and his body calmed down. Wrapped in a thick blanket, he was placed back in bed. Suddenly, a piercing scream escaped his mouth as he tried to speak. -Help,’ he managed to
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The lake house
Source The nights of the full moon always awoke the spectral tenants of the lake house. I had seen them dancing in the mist in their flowing robes, laughing and sighing in a mock life. Tonight, I decided
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I Love You
Digital Art made by me I begged her not to hurt my beloved wife. Hours later, slow footsteps woke me up - it was my mother-in-law with a knife in her hand. She lunged at me with the blade in front of
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Deformed art
Source The session with the psychoanalyst had left me on the verge of madness. I arrived home in a mental whirlwind, unable to be alone with myself. I desperately prepared some concoctions, trying to
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The peeling gravestone
Source The peeling headstone read ‘Ezra Wilkins - 1876’. I rubbed the inscription, intrigued by the abandoned grave. Suddenly, a crunching sound emerged from the earth. I recoiled in horror as the remains
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The bathtub
Digital Art made by me After watching the film "The Shining", he was terrified of pulling back the shower curtain. What if a scaly, rotting creature emerged from the shadows? Gathering his courage, he
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The mine
Source Darkness hung over the abandoned mine when they were rescued at dawn, pale and trembling. For endless nights, they had fought a battle for their lives against an evil and incomprehensible presence.
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Cannibals
Source The cannibal tribe wandered hungrily through the jungle. Fish and fruit no longer satisfied their growing needs. They preyed on unsuspecting travellers, but their insatiable appetite demanded
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Coroner
Digital Art made by me The victim lay motionless in a pool of blood. The killer picked up his hat and opened the case, extracting his sharp surgical instruments. He knelt beside the corpse, the scalpel
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The last insomnia
Source The prisoner awaits his execution with a racing heart. The clock was ticking inexorably towards 12 o'clock. At the appointed time, he is dragged out of his cell amidst the screams of the other
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The wedding dress
Source The wedding dress had turned to ashes, she wept disconsolately, her dream of perfect love ruined. -It has to be now, -her mysterious grandmother insisted, offering her a revolting solution in
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My best friend
Source The image on the screen paralyses me. The mangled face from the accident is unmistakable: it is, my best friend. The reporter's words drill through my mind as memories of our last conversation
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Killer
Source Poisoned words slithered from his lips like vipers spitting their deadly venom. Day after day, drop by drop, he injected the hemlock of lovelessness into my soul. -When you say it, it won't matter,
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Chilling fiction
Digital Art made by me Night had fallen, but a faint light came from the second-floor window. Lurking in the shadows, I watched the cigarette smoke form ethereal upward spirals. Inside, the protagonist
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The truth
Source The dim light of the torches cast dancing shadows in the gloomy hall. The accused walked to the bench, his defiant gaze fixed on the masked judge. -Will you swear to tell the whole lie and nothing
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DNA test results
Source Her hands trembled as she held the envelope with the DNA test results. Her greatest fear had materialised in those cold numbers printed on the paper. The truth he had tried so hard to hide was
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The mistress
Digital Art made by me The icy cold chilled my bones as I opened the refrigerator. The dim light revealed the horror I was trying to hide. There lay the remains of her lover, mutilated and decomposed,
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