Creature Feature- Sinister Dark Soul

G4Ve03D-_400x400Sinister Dark Soul– A magnificent writer, narrator, voice actor, storyteller, and horror junkie with endless creativity and flare. He has a fantastic site with all of his beautifully written pieces, a growing Youtube channel, and a positive demeanor with an endless sense of gratitude. He’s such an amazing artist and overall great friend and supporter in the Horror community. #Support #Growingartists

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The Dark Butterfly

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Destruction does not come in the form of any monster.

It’s not a madman, not the devil, nor an evil politician… no…

It comes in the form of a dark butterfly. 

“A butterfly?”, you might say. “How could a simple butterfly cause destruction?”

The dark butterfly has the strength to level cities, cause death, begin wars, and spread endless disease.

A simple flap of it’s wings can create the most horrific event in the history of mankind…

Perhaps even the history of the world, maybe even universe.

“How does a little butterfly have this much power?” you might ask.

Well, here’s the thing: the butterfly DOES NOT cause the destruction.

The choices that YOU make influences the butterfly to fly in the direction of your choices.

If it’s a good deed, the butterfly will follow the path. 

If it’s a deed with malintent, the butterfly will follow this path just as well.

The dark butterfly can either grant wishes, or bring death and destruction to us all.

Choose wisely.

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Creature Feature- Nice Wonderdust

tgsF10eg_400x400 Nico Wonderdust: Is a British Creepypasta and Horror story based writer and narrator who posts new videos every Monday on Youtube. His areas of focus are Creepypastas, Disney, Ritual, and True Horror stories. His Youtube channel has been around for a little over 10 months and has already obtained over 26,000 views and 662+ subscribers.

Please show Nico Wonderdust some love and support him on his journey! Help him continue to create excellent narrations and horror stories. 

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Horror Spoofs

…. does anyone feel as unsettled about the homicidal bunny as much as I do? Anyone? No? Well, that’s only the beginning…. feast your eyes upon the most horrifying, gruesome, insidious, malevolent, grotesque, and just plain scary spoofs. What? It still involves the word horror in there, doesn’t that count?

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Can I see a raise of hands of how many horror fanatics do this? ….. *crickets*

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What does normal mean anymore? I have absolutely no idea… 

Hey, I can be normal if I wanted to!

Anyone up for some torture porn? 

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Karaoke night with Jason Vorhees the stand up slasher anyone?

Oh you must see him live, his shows are to die for!

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Yuppers, this is my reality wrapped in a nutshell!

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Well… I guess the writing is on the wall!

These words do not lie!

I hope you have a fantastic evening everyone! And remember: you can mix funny and horror anytime!


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Who Decided that this was a good idea: Put your earbuds in and snooze part 2

I screamed again and saw that the car door on my right was open and on every side of me, my friends were trying to get me to wake up. Jen and Sandra were on my right, Joey and Nick were on my left, and Jeff was right behind me, getting ready to pour water from an unopened plastic water bottle onto my face. I was wide awake, hyperventilating, and absolutely drenched in sweat. All of my friends, one after another said “Mike, mike are you okay?” and “We’re home now, its okay.” and “It’s over Mike, just calm down.” To my relief… they were all normal. No weird faces, black liquid, or ghoulish screams. My chest and breathing loosened up a bit as I put part of my face in my right hand and cried softly. I couldn’t help it, the dream just felt so real. I find myself to be a generally average person when it comes to being emotional, so this all just hit me by surprise.

“Babe, what happened?” Jen anxiously asked

“It’s all over Mike, you’re home now bud.” Joey said to me in a calming, ASMR like voice.

“Shhhh sweetie, it’s okay now, it’s okay.” Sandra cooed in my ear as she stroked my thick and unkempt black hair.

“Wh-….” I murmured. I sat up and took a few moments to regain a clear state of mind. “What happened? Was I dreaming guys?”

“Not just dreaming man, but a full blown nightmare! You started going absolutely wild when we finally reached the parking lot. Screaming, shouting, crying, the works.” Nick said.

“It must’ve been a nightmare of massive proportions to put you in such a state of panic my dear friend.” Jeff said, trying to sound smart but was in reality being extremely facetious. I knew he meant well though.

“Do you remember what you dreamed about hon?” Jen asked with her lips quivering like jello. I could hear fear and uncertainty in her voice. Like I’ve said before, for as long as I’ve known Jen, she’s always been easily startled and grossed out by the littlest of things. This time however, I had a hard time understanding what it was she could be afraid of. Was it because I was thrashing about? Was it because I was screaming? What is it that made this situation scare her so much?

“Yes… in fact I do and I-” I paused for a moment to try to gather my thoughts. I was so drained from thrashing about in my sleep and drenched from my own sweat and tears. I needed to just get inside and rest for a bit. I was just so done with tonight and everything that happened. I tried to stand up and get out of the car and as soon as I tried to stand up, I felt myself fall forward then pitch blackness embraced me.

The next thing I knew, I woke up in my own bed the next morning. I could feel the gentle morning sunlight peering through the blinds on my window next to my bed. I could hear the cheerful chirping of birds and the gentle autumn breeze blowing loose leaves around. I was in one of my plain white tees as well as in pair of red plaid boxers, but how did I end up in my usual pj gear? I sat up from my bed and saw that my arms were bandaged up to my wrists. The creases underneath my fingernails was caked in blood and weird brownish-black gunk. My head and whole body was hurting like a motherfucker. It felt like as if I got ran over by an army tank or something. I groaned in pain and pulled the covers off my legs and saw my legs were bandaged as well. I looked to my left and picked my phone up off the oak finished end table. It said it was 9:31 am. I was about to jump out of bed when I saw yellow sticky note sitting on the base of my table lamp. It read “Good morning Mike! I hope you’re feeling ok. You had a bit of a tumble last night while trying to get up the stairs. We took you to the ER and the doctor said you’d be fine and that it was best to take you home and let you rest. Don’t worry about your classes Mike, we made sure that the doctor would fax a medical note to your teachers. Please give me a call or text as soon as you see this note. I’ll talk to you later buddy! -Joey and friends”. I was just so confused at this point. What happened last night? How did I fall and get hurt? How in the world did I get back here in my bed?

Now what?

Call Joey immediately

or

Wait for Joey to come home from school/work

or

Go back to part 1 of put your earbuds in and snooze

or

Go back to the beginning


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Who Decided that this was a good idea: Put your earbuds in and snooze

 Apple-OEM-Earbuds-for-iPhone-6-and-6-Plus“Hey Mike, are you okay?” Jen asked drowsily as she stretched her arms upward with a yawn.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m going to just pop my ear buds in for a bit and snooze.”

“Are you sure you’re alright? You normally wouldn’t turn down hearing anything what your clown of a best friend would say.” Sandra asked with concern.

I laughed and said, “Haha, you’re right about that. With Joey there never really is a dull moment.”

“Hey, what can I say? I’m the kind of person that always has a story to tell and a crowd to impress.” It made sense that Joey was this way. He had always wanted to be an author or writer of some sort. He was excellent at public speaking and had such a great way with words. He wasn’t quite the athletic type, but in grade school he nailed his performances in the Theatre arts, Writing Contests, and the Debate Teams he participated in every single time. His room lines the medals and trophies to tell the tale.

“Tonight is an exception though. I really just want to get some sleep for a few minutes before we go home.” I got all kinds of stares from my buds in the back seat. Jeff or should I say ‘Electron addict’ didn’t even lift an eye from his brand new ipad. “It has nothing to do with Joey, I swear.”

“Come on guys lay off. If Mike wants to sleep, he can sleep!” Joey smiled sweetly while gently patting my shoulder. With that being said, I put in my earbuds and fell right to sleep. Listening to meditation music always helped me sleep. My mom played it for me when I was little to help me sleep and relax when I was stressed. I’ve always been a generally anxious person. However, meditation and practicing mindfulness and spirituality makes things a bit easier on me. I was out like a light.

The next second I felt a thud that made me move forward a bit and saw that we were stopped in the middle of the road in pure darkness. Not even the lights of the car were on. The only thing I could see was the screen of my phone that shined a blue light upon my face. I felt a hand grab my right shoulder and I looked back at a gruesome sight. My friends faces were gone and replaced with what I could describe from a surrealists’ painting. Their eyes were black and lined with blotches of red and white circles. Their mouths were wide open and stretched from various angles which looked like wet paint puddles you’d find on the floor in child’s craft area. Their faces were grey and smudged with an ash like material. They all in unison started to moan and growl at once while staring at nothing. It continued to grow louder, and louder, and louder until another hand, which was Joey’s grabbed and yanked my left shoulder down to his face… my god his face… It was just an open mouth drooling black blood…. with his eyeless, noseless, and earless head covered by his curly red hair. He made the same goddamn noise that the others did! I screamed and jumped out of the car with my cellphone in hand. I fell onto the shallow ditch on the side on the road that started to cave in. Those faces who posed as my friends stared down at me as I fell straight down into a rickety old wooden coffin lined with cotton several meters under ground. There was a hole about the size of my body up top and those things stood around the hole. They had their mouths open and they drooled black liquid down onto my face, hands, feet, torso, just everywhere. It then turned into bucket fulls of putrid black liquid onto me….

Read on to part 2…..

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Go back to the beginning


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5 Tripoid Creepykus

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My skin feels so weird.

It crawls and scuttles around.

I don’t think I’m real.


I can’t sleep at night.

The shadow haunts my bedroom.

It’s here with me now.


Never do drugs please.

Those trips and highs are not worth it.

Now I hear voices…


Stay inside at night.

The Nymphs crawl the hills at night.

I can see you friend.


I am made of limbs.

Cows, pigs, goats, horses and friends.

I’m the witch’s doll.


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