Scary story 7.

It comes at night.

Listen. Can you hear it? That faint clicking noise. Yes, you can hear it. That means only one thing… it is back again. I can hear it while laying in bed, trying to get some sleep. It’s getting closer by the minute.

What ever it is, it keeps coming over to my house at night. It then wonders around my home and then goes back to wherever it came from. All the while making that horrible clicking noise. I tried my best to ignore it, but it isn’t easy. Oh god… I can hear the gate opening and the slamming shut.

It is now at the bottom of the drive. I can hear it walking on the gravel. Getting closer and closer by the second. Thank god that I always lock the doors and windows before going to bed. That thing has tried to get inside in the past, but luckily it gives up easily.

I am now hiding underneath my covers, trying my best to ignore it. I can hear it wondering underneath my bedroom window. How the hell does it know that that’s my bedroom window, I have no idea. I can sense it looking up at it. All the while continuing that vile clicking. Why does it target me and not the other houses in the village? Surely everyone else can hear the loud clicking.

It is now trying the front door handle. I can hear it rattling as the thing is trying to force the door open. But luckily, it is strong, and it won’t give way easily.

You may be wondering, why don’t I just grab a weapon and kill it? Well the answer is simple… I have already tried to do that in the past. But it is smart. It hides when ever I go outside and there is a chance that it would try and get inside the house while I am outside. And I rather not want that to happen.

Oh… it’s given up now. I can hear it walking away now. The clicking is becoming fainter now. Finally, I can get some sleep now. Until the next night that it comes back. Back to torment me more…. Oh wait… Did I close the basement window? Oh havens above I didn’t! I have to quickly run down and… Oh no! It’s inside the house! The clicking is coming up the stairs! I have to quickly hide before…

The top four games that I want to see in the near future.

No 4: An open world pokemon game.

Pokemon is a popular game in its own right. And with the recent release of Detective Pikachu, it is still highly talked about. So what I would like to see is a game similar to that of Skyrim online or World of Warcraft. Where you can freely walk about, collecting pokemons, building gyms or towns, and challenging and trading with other players. This would be a massive successful game if done right. Minecraft had something similar to this called Pixelmon. But it is sadly no longer around.

No 3: Creepypasta and/or Godzilla Go.

With the success of mobile games like Pokemon Go and Jurassic World Alive, then I wouldn't be surprised if other franchises would try and cash in on their successes. I would like to have two based on the Godzilla and the Creepypasta franchises. Where you travel around and collect the characters.

No 2: A Friday the 13th style game but with other slasher killers.

I love the Friday the 13th game and I want to see other similar games like it in the future. But perhaps one where you can play as other slasher killers from other horror movies (like The Burning, Madman, Nightmare on Elm Street, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Halloween, Child's Play, My Bloody Valentine, and others). And perhaps something like you can create your own slasher killer and even name them as well. But this could just be a DLC for the Friday the 13th game.

No 1: An open world superhero game.

A open world game where you can create and name your own superhero would be amazing. One where you can play with other players and can even form superhero teams. Something similar to GTA online perhaps.

Scary story 6.

The Pig Woman.

Somewhere in the US state of Wisconsin, is the last remains of a hospital built in the mid to late eighteen hundreds. It was a successful hospital and even donated some of its time to create new cures for illnesses that pop up now and then. But for some reason just before the Great Depression, it was closed and then later fell apart due to weather and nature. Nobody knows why it was immediately shut down. Some say that it was due to money problems. While others say that there was an outbreak of something, and it had to be put under quarantine. It remained a mystery for centuries. Until a group of urban explorers discover some documents and shed a light on the real reasons.

In 1933, a woman was brought into the hospital after developing a strange new illness. The doctors went into overtime trying to find a cure for her. But no matter what they did, the woman grew worse and worse. It looked like that she would never be cured. Until one of the doctors discovered something. While reading a book on mystical healing, he read about a ritual that involves making a drink out of wild herbs, water from a nearby stream, and a quarter pint of blood from an animal that had been part of a sacrifice. This potion would cure the drinker of any illness known or unknown. The doctor brought this idea to the other doctors and (as was suspected) he was laughed at. But the doctor refused to give in and set about to re-create the potion himself. He managed to locate some of the wild herbs in the nearby woods and the rest of them he brought from local apothecaries. He then went and collected water from a nearby stream and purchased some pigs blood from a slaughterhouse. Then alone in his study, the doctor begins to mix the ingredients together and soon created the potion.

He quickly yet secretly visited the ill woman and told her that he had found a cure for her illness and sated that she must drink the potion in one go. Wanting to be cured of her long-term illness, the woman took the potion and drank it all. While the doctor performed some sort of chanting (this was also part of the ritual). And at first, all was fine. Over the next few days the woman showed signs that her illness was fading away and that she was almost cured. The doctor was over joyed with this and began boasting about it to the other doctors. Who were both shocked and amazed that a potion found in an old book was able to cure someone. But the celebrations were short lived. As soon things began to turn bad.

Three weeks after she was cured, the woman began to act strangely. The first thing was that she had difficulty talking. She slowly lost the ability to talk and could only communicate with grunts and squeals. Then she began to change physically. Her hands and feet changed into trotters, her ears grew bigger and longer, her nose turned into a snout, she grew tusks, and she had even grown a tail. After a month, she no longer resembled a woman. She was now a human/pig hybrid. The doctors were horrified by this and blamed the one who had caused this. And on re-reading the old book, they discovered something truly horrifying. The formula stated that if the animal’s blood wasn’t from a sacrificed, then the drinker will slowly turn into the animal itself. This was truly bad for the doctors. Not only did one of them turn a woman into a hideous monster, but that they all would be blamed for this and would properly be hanged. So, there was only one option left…

It was quick and easy. The pig woman was taken deep into the cellars of the hospital and was shot through the head. Her body was then placed inside the incinerator (which was used to burn bodies who have died from a plague or something else) and it was burned into ashes. And after that, the doctors all agreed to never speak of this again and to keep it a secret from the rest of the world. And that was it for many years. Until one day, the hospital suddenly began to suffer from bad luck. And the doctors themselves began to be killed off in weird yet horrifying ways. The public weren’t told how and why they died but what they were told was that their bodies were in a real mess. As if a wild animal had been eating them. Fearing that whatever was killing the doctors might keep coming back, the other staff and patients were quickly moved to other hospitals. And several armed policemen kept guard at the hospital. Waiting for whatever was killing the doctors to return and capture it. But many years passed, and nothing happened. So, the police decided to build a large fence around the building and left it for nature to reclaim it.

The hospital remains there to this very day. Yet it is now a shell of its former self. Now and then urban explorers would often force open a window or a door and go wondering about inside. It was all good for a while until they begin to hear a weird sort of grumbling. Like that of a wild animal trying to talk. People would either go and see what was making the noise or get the hell out of there. Which one would you choose if you just so happen to be exploring an abandoned hospital and started hearing a low grumbling? If I were you, I would choose the get out of there option. Because you may not like what you find!

Creepypastas: A beginner's guide.

Creepypastas are basically online horror stories. They are what many people call modern myths and legends. The name itself is a parody on the phrase "Copy pasta" which means that there are no official copywrite claims on them (except for one maybe) and anyone could write their own remakes or use other peoples characters. There are many forms of creepypastas. Ranging from lost episodes to psychopathic teenagers. So there is a beginner's guide to some of the many types of creepypastas. 

But before we begin, there's some advice. If you are going to write your own, hugely disturbing and gory materials may not make a great creepypasta. Good build up with great suspense and a good payoff usually guaranties a great story. Plus likable characters and a great villain.

Type 1: Lost episodes.

These creepypastas are about a unknown person (usually the narrator) coming across a unaired episode of a beloved cartoon or live action show. Only to discover why it was never aired. The lost episodes feature many disturbing and gory imagery and would also feature the characters doing things that were completely off character. To be honest, I dought that these so called lost episodes are real. Why would the creators of a highly successful tv show create a episode with disturbing imagery and in doing so, risk their popularity and their careers? Perhaps these episodes were created by a rival company in order to get the series off the air? Who knows.

Type 2: Psychopathic teenagers.

These are the most popular types of creepypastas. They are about troubled and bullied teenagers who finally snap completely and start killing people. They would also suffer horrifying injuries or were perhaps experimented on (like having their faces burned, their eyes turn a funny colour, and gaining unrealistic superhuman abilities) Which would make them stand out and give them different characteristics. They would also have a significant weapon (a sharp knife mainly) and would also have a catchphrase (such as "Go to sleep!" or "Your time is up!"). But what nearly every one of these characters have one thing in common. Bad parents or relatives. Give Jeff the killer some credit, at least his parents were not bad (stupid yes but not horrible).

Type 3: Bad games.

These creepypastas are similar to Lost episodes. they are about a person finding a video game from their childhood (either by finding it in storage or buying it from a jumble sale) and deciding to play it again for nostalgic reasons. Only to realise that the game has changed a lot. They would feature horrifyingly gory and disturbingly images and have characters that address the player (either asking the player on why they haven't played in years, why did the player made them do something horrible, or that they'll get the player). In some versions, the game turns out to be possessed by a demonic presents and said presents would go after the player (which in many cases would ruin the creepypasta).

Type 4: Supernatural goings on.

These are basically stories about ghosts, demons, monsters, and other supernatural creatures. Some are based on real life myths and folklore (like the wendigo and skin-walkers). Many of these stories are about someone or a group of people being stalked or being menaced by a monsters and would often wonder why is it targeting them. These monsters would become famous in their own way. Like Mr Widemouth, Mr Nails, The Rake, and the infamous Slenderman (perhaps the first creepypasta ever made).

Type 5: Shorts.

These ones are properly the best ones. They are two or five sentence long stories that are short but to the point.

Type 6: Secure. Contain. Protect (SCP).

The S.C.P is a fictional organisation of doctors, scientists, researchers, military units, and agents who's soul purpose is to locate and contain supernatural items and monsters so that they cannot harm humans. They are catalogued into three categories. Safe (not harmful at all), Euclid (mostly not harmful unless provoked), and Keter (extremely harmful and dangerous to everything and everyone). These include a pizza box that will produce the holder's favourite pizza, a drinks machine that will give you any type of liquid, a room made out of human flesh, a statue that only moves when no one is looking at it, and a creature that doesn't like it when you look directly at its face.

Type 7: Rituals.
This creepypastas are step by step guides on how to perform rituals. Which will either summon demons or any other supernatural or satanic being. But please take my advice and NEVER try and perform theses in real life. Not only will nothing happen but many of them involve harming yourself. 

Scary story 5.

Eli. A Christmas horror.

A lot of people know who Santa Claus is. That kindly gentleman in red who delivers presents to all the good kids on the night of Christmas Eve. Well it is known that he is not just the only being associated with Christmas. There is Krampus for example. Santa’s evil twin who resembles a huge, hairy monster with goat’s hooves, long and sharp horns, red eyes, sharp teeth, and a whip like tongue. He is known to punish kids who have been naughty. But what if I were to tell you that there is a being even worse than Krampus. A creature so scary and horrible, that you cannot believe that he is associated with Christmas. He is known only as… Eli

Eli is the evil son of Santa and is best described as a cross between Santa Claus and Krampus. He resembles an elderly, skinny man with a long grey beard. He is abnormally tall and thin with broken teeth, dead grey eyes, going bald, claw like fingernails and toe nails, and wearing what looks like rags made out of animal skins. He is somewhat similar to the Wendigo of Native American legend. They say that he is always followed or is the cause of bad wither weather. He could be seen stalking people in the fog, cause sudden storms, and would spy on you from the tops of trees or rooftops. Eli doesn’t walk. Instead he float from place to place. He often lets out a loud and eerie moan. If anyone hears this, it means that he is nearby. It is also said that if you feel a sudden gust of icy cold wind blow past you, it means that Eli had just flown past you.

Unlike Santa and Krampus, Eli doesn’t venture into towns or cities. He often stays in the woodlands, mountains, and other places that always has a cold and snowy climate. He is always active during the winter season and will go into hibernation during spring, summer, and autumn. But that doesn’t mean that he stays away from settlements. He would hang around villages and wait for some unfortunate person to venture out into the winter night. Like the Wendigo, Eli often mimics the voices of people and animals to lure his victims. The only way to prevent him from going after you is to leave him an offering of bread, buttermilk, cheese, and/or chocolate. But his favourite thing to eat is meat. Particularly the flesh of anyone or any animal that sadly happen to cross his path. Other ways of protecting yourself from Eli include images of his father, bright lights, and a strong Christmas Spirit. All of these will keep him away and you are left to enjoy the festive time in peace.

So you can see why Eli is rarely known and talked about during the holidays. He is something to fear and the stuff of folk tales and legends. Better left to be forgotten. But that does not mean that he is brought up now and then. So if you feel a sudden cold in the air… You better look behind you. Cause you might never know what is following you.

Scary story 4.

The Haunted K.F.C.

Everyone knows what K.F.C is. That international chain of fast food restaurants that sells fried chicken and fries. Yes almost everyone has heard of it and had even eaten there. But there is one that nobody has ever heard of. Mainly due to the fact that it was quickly shut down months after it had opened. But the reason why it was closed remained a mystery until many years later… someone found out. And had posted it online for all the world to read.

It turns out that the land where the K.F.C was built on was haunted. For it was once a place where Satan worshipers would gather to worship and sacrifice people to their gods about six hundred years ago. And now and then they would summon demons and other supernatural monstrosities to do their bidding. This was made possible by a well that they say was a porthole to hell itself. But they were discovered and were put to death by the local lord and townsfolk. But the head Satanist yelled something about a curse for anyone who destroys their land and build on top of it before being set alight.

The town’s people never did build anything on that bit of land. Until years later that is. When the K.F.C was built. But by then the curse was long forgotten. And for the first few days… everything was ok. That is until the bad things started.

The first things to happen were that things begin to disappear. Ordinary things at first like pencils and phones. But then things started to get worse. Rats and crows begin to appear in the deep fryers, swarms of insects kept crawling inside under the doors, chairs and tables begin to move all by themselves when no one is around, and there were even reports of ghostly shadows being seen during the nightshift. But that was nothing compare to the horrors that was about to follow.

During the last week of the month. Repairmen were busy trying to lay out a new floor after a huge black gooey mould began to spread over the place. What they found was truly shocking. The K.F.C was built over a well that had a hideous green light. The same well that the Satanists were using to summon demons all those years ago. And with that there was an inhuman screaming. And the whole K.F.C was filled with a monstrous black smog. Everyone managed to escape the place but not before everything inside came alive and attacked them.

The K.F.C was closed a day after and the building was left to rot away. But now and then some people would go inside for a dare. As they do so, they see that everything is normal for a while. Then the bad things that happen all those years ago will start happening again. And this time whatever is causing all of it made sure that not one person leaves alive. This went on for many years until a large group of priests managed to exorcise the building and the demons went away. The well was filled in and the K.F.C was demolished. And in its place they built a Starbucks.

Everything returned to normal after that. But some people are still scared that the bad things would come back again someday. Many others tell them not to be so superstitious. And that there are other things to worry about. Like the fact that some things are going missing at the Starbucks.

Scary story 3.

The Crow-man.

The Crow-man is an ancient English folklore about a sinister and mysterious old man that wonders about towns and the countryside during the hours of darkness. It is said that he has long sliver hair, a long crooked nose, small yellow eyes, wrinkled unwashed skin, slightly pointed ears, long claw like fingers, and a mouthful of broken teeth. He also wears baggy clothing like that of a tramp, a long black coat, dark brown boots, and a black top hat. It is said that he also carries either an old fashioned oil lantern or a walking cane. If you happen to spot him, you’ll think that he had just stepped out from the late Victorian era.

Little is known about the Crow-man’s origins. Some say that he was once a magician that gained supernatural powers after summoning a demon. Others say that he is a lost soul that wonders about for all eternity. But whatever is the case, everybody agrees that he is not of this earth.

The Crow-man prefers to wonder about during the hours of darkness. From sunset to sunrise. Although he is not a vampire. His favourite places to hang out are alleyways, street corners, long countryside pathways through forests and/or fields, and any other places that are dark. But when morning comes, he quickly finds a dark place to sleep until the sun goes down. Like a hollow tree, a cave, a crypt, or someone’s cellar or attic. Some say that they can hear him whistling as he strolls about the empty streets of a village or town. The Crow-man prefers nights were the only light is from the moon. And also if it is stormy, windy, foggy, or cold.

Why is he named the Crow-man you may ask? Well it is because that he is constantly followed and aided by many crows. Sinister looking creatures that are jet black and have demonic red eyes. They are his minions and will do anything he asks of them. Either sending them to get food or to locate anyone who has the misfortune of crossing him. It is also a fact that he can transform into a giant crow if he wants to travel vast distances. And that his laughter is similar to that of a crow’s squawk. So if you see a large number of crows in your area, it is a sign that he is either been here or is nearby.

If you happen to encounter him one dark night, always remember to be polite if he comes over to you. Do not mock him, insult him, and above all us provoke him. He would transform you into a crow and forces you to join the ever growing flock that accompanies him.  Or worse he would place a curse on you and will constantly bring misfortune upon your head. If you are polite to him, he would pass you by and you would be able to continue your journey without fear.

The Crow-man is also known to grant miracles. Any horrible misfortune that might have fallen on you or your family, he would get rid of it. But there is a price you’ll have to pay. The Crow-man would often ask for something priceless or very valuable that you own. Either something shiny like a watch or a pen. But mainly your soul. If that is the case then you will be turned into a crow. But if you are luckily enough, he might grew sorry for you and will turn you back into a human. But this rarely ever happens.

So be warned of the Crow-man. Best not to go outside during the hours of darkness. Because you might never know… What is lurking in the shadows.

Scary story 2

The Encounter.

The masked man walked down the alleyway late that evening. The alleyway was lit up by just a few street lamps and the only sounds were the distant traffic and his footsteps on the concrete path. He was about to turn a corner when he heard something behind him. The masked man turned around and... there was nothing. The man was about to continue his walk when he noticed someone in front of him. It was a woman around his height. She had dark messy hair, wide eyes, and was wearing a long dirty raincoat. But what was odd about her was the fact that she was wearing a surgeon's mask. She was walking quickly towards him and it was clear that she wasn't going to let him past.

"What do you want with me?!" the man said "will you stand aside so I may pass?" "I will" the woman said "but first answer me this, do you find me beautiful?" The man looked her up and down and (in the hopes that she'll leave him alone) said "yes you do look beautiful". The woman's eyes opened more wider than normal and she tore off her mask. Revealing a hideously scared face with slit cheeks and horrible cracked lips. "Do you still find me beautiful?!" the woman said in a more derange voice. The masked man looked at her. "That depends," he said removing his mask "what do you think of me?!"

Scary story

The Abandoned House Project.

On June the 23rd 1995, a group of government officials located the many files of a British scientist named John Cartwright who had died three years earlier. His notes document about the strange goings on at an old abandoned house just two miles north of London. The house in question was said to be the last known hideout of a notorious serial killer named Old man Jack. Who had terrorised a local town for a number of years before he was discovered at the abandoned house and was hanged to death by the townsfolk. It is said that the house is haunted by Old man Jack and that his ghost could be seen wondering through the many rooms of the house. Just waiting for anyone who dares enter the building. Some people claim that the ghost in question was dressed in a butchers outfit and had a mask that only covered his mouth. It is said that Old man Jack was going blind in both of his eyes. But he also had a amazing sense of smell. He could pick up a scent from a mile away and also has an amazing sense of hearing. At least that's what the rumors say.

John Cartwright didn't believe in ghosts or the supernatural. He was one of those people who didn't believe in things that have no rhyme or reason. So he decided to put the rumors to rest by setting up three tests. Each of these tests involve three subjects who are asked to stay one night in the house. If all of them survive, then the house isn't haunted. The three subjects are only known as Subject 1, Subject 2, and Subject 3. Due to the fact that they didn't wanted to be named for personal reasons. Each subject was given a flashlight and a note book and pen to write down their experiences. They were also told that they each get a large cash award when they have completed the test.

The first subject was told to stay only in one room for the whole night. But he can lock the door if he wanted to (they had new keys made from the original blueprints of the house thanks to the local library). Which of course he did. He was found ok and well the next morning and was taken back to his home and was given his award. His notes say the following.

9.pm: Things are ok. I had chosen the living room due to it having a large fire place. After lighting a fire, I had locked the door to the room. Nothing has happened so far. I'll write more next time.

11.pm: I have been hearing strange noises happening for the last hour. From what could be footsteps going up and down the stairs to faint breathing noises. I don't know if they were caused by any supernatural creature or not but I'm glad that I have locked the only door to this room. Yet again I might be jumping at shadows.

1.am: Ok now I'm slightly getting scared now. I could have sworn that someone or something keeps walking past the door. I don't know if its an animals or something else. Still only seven hours to go now.

3.am: Nothing has happen so far.

5.am: The noises have stopped now. I could have sworn that I heard someone saying "I can smell you!" from somewhere in the house. But that could be anything.

7.am: My time is up. It is now daylight and I could see those men driving up the track. I hope that it is a huge amount of money that they'll give me when I get back hope.

The first subject was given his award and went on with his life.

The second subject was told that she could walk freely around the house so long if she doesn't go upstairs. She was also told that she can lock the doors if she feels like it and also to write down anything that happens to her. She was found hiding in the cellar the next morning. She looked like she had been put through hell and back. Her notes say the following.

9.pm: Everything is going well at the moment. I have been exploring the many rooms on the ground floor. I don't mind the fact that I've been band from going upstairs. The steps don't look at all safe. I'm now writing this in the dinning room just at the back of the house. Apart from the smell, I am perfectly fine.

11.pm: Ok this is starting to get scary. I keep hearing footsteps at random places inside the house. One time I thought that I saw someone darting from room to room behind me. If this is sort of hidden camera show thing I will get my lawyer and those guys will never hear the end of it. You mark my words!

2.am: Ok I am panicking now. There is someone or something in this house with me! I keep hearing voices saying "I can smell you!" and "I'm behind you!" And I could hear someone breathing on the back of my neck. This is worse then any reality tv show ever made.

4.am: I am writing this in the cellar. This is the only place where I haven't heard that voice or seen that shadowy figure. I have locked the door and I'm not going to write anything else until the morning.

The second subject spent most of her award money on therapy but eventually managed to get over her time there.

The third subject... was found dead the next morning. He was told that he can visit every single room in the house. Even the ones upstairs. And was also told to write down anything that he had experienced while staying at the house. While they were taking the body away, the note book was discovered inside of the guy's jacket. There were only three entries written in it.

9.pm: This place is utter crap. I mean why am I hear to begin with? Apart from the money that is. This is like those creepypastas and urban legends that you've either read or heard about. Most of the rooms are ok. Looks like I'll be sleeping in the master bedroom tonight.

12.am: Ok there have been noises and the odd breathing coming from nowhere, but nothing much else is happening. Must be those guys trying to make scare me.

3.am: The noises keep happening. They won't stop. I have tried to locked the door but the key won't turn. Oh god... someone is coming towards the door...

Apart from a lot of blood and signs of a struggle, nobody know what killed the third subject. It was believed that a crazy homeless person had gotten inside the house and had killed him. The other two subjects were never informed of the killing. Soon after the experiments were over, John Cartwright moved on with his life and the house was later demolished.

When questioned about how they managed to get hold of these notes after the death of John Cartwright, the government officials just say that they were given them by unknown persons. But when they were asked how they found out that John Cartwright had died, they just say that they have no idea. But it was later discovered that John had been murdered while he slept. It was the most gruesome murder scene the police had come across. But what made it more unnerving was a message written on the bedroom wall in blood... "I DON'T LIKE IT WHEN STRANGERS VISIT MY HOUSE!"