Welcome, dear readers, to a hauntingly poetic world where shadows dance and despair echoes through every corridor. In this solemn WordPress post, we delve into a chilling verse inspired by the macabre genius of Edgar Allan Poe. Prepare to be captivated by the enigmatic allure of a house shrouded in eternal darkness—a place where souls…
When dusk descends and daylight dies,In the rear view mirror, Karen’s madness lies.A woman unhinged, in her motorized beast,Under moon’s cold gaze, on fear she feasts. In her midnight chariot, she prowls the lanes,A phantom driver bound by no reins.Once a heart so gentle, now a mind untamed,Karen’s lost to the night, in whispers, her…
In the dim-lit corner of a forgotten room, Dwells a terror, a source of impending doom. A pair of socks, once white, now off-grey, Harboring an entity, ghastly and fey. The stench is alive, a creature within, Born of sweat and mortal sin. As the moonlight dances on the floorboards old, A tale of smelly…
Once upon a time, in the pastoral countryside of Wales, there lay an old stone cottage known as Ty Cerrig. Nestled amongst rolling hills, beneath the gnarled arms of ancient oak trees, the humble abode stood for centuries, exuding a quiet sort of charm. However, its allure was tinged with an uncanny sense of foreboding,…
In a forgotten corner of a bustling city, there was a peculiar antique store. It was a hoarder’s paradise filled with eccentric artifacts and curios. But among these artifacts, one stood out – a large, ornate mirror, ornately framed in blackened silver, its glass strangely dark, almost absorbing the light around it. The shopkeeper, an…
Chapter 1 – Rig 441 Midnight on the North Sea, where an eerie calm settles, is when you’ll find the ominous silhouette of Rig 441. This behemoth of steel and iron stands in stark contrast against the serene, yet haunting vastness of the surrounding waters. No ordinary oil rig, Rig 441 has a tale of…