I DON’T FEEL WELL HERE
Found footage… the guy making the video of his neighborhood was never found or heard from again. In between what was and what’s next…
Between What Was And What's Next
Found footage… the guy making the video of his neighborhood was never found or heard from again. In between what was and what’s next…
The corridor lies in silence, a stark testament to a world that once thrived with the hum of human existence. Its walls, stripped of their former glory, stand desolate, the paint peeling like aged skin, revealing the cold, unfeeling concrete beneath. This is a place lost to time, a relic of a bygone era where…
Beneath a sky eternally veiled by the ashen remnants of a bygone era’s wrath, the monolithic building known as “The Obsidian Spire” defies time, rising like a silent sentinel from the heart of a desolate expanse. Constructed from a material darker than the bleakest night, this enigmatic edifice is the subject of countless legends….
“I, can’t… leave. I can’t get out! What has happened? Help me.” Constructed from the shattered fragments of shattered hopes and dreams, Despair rises from the void like a spectral apparition. Its form is ever-changing, shifting and twisting in an eternal dance of agony and despair. Within its shadowed halls, the very essence of sorrow…
In the dead quiet mist of an early dawn, the theater stood as a never to end beacon of escapism, its dimly lit signage a promise of other worlds lost between here and not quite there. The forever more empty parking lot, bathed in the soft glow of a solitary streetlight, whispered tales of the…
The town was enveloped in eternal gloom, as if the sun had permanently abandoned it. The shattered streets were damp and deserted, plagued by a constant drizzle. That whispered horrifying secrets to anyone who still dared to wander. There is no one to wander. The towers, once lush and vibrant, now stood skeletal, their gnarled…
Thomas’ tale of bravery in the abandoned house is a chilling narrative that has been etched into the annals of neighborhood folklore, symbolizing the eerie and haunting nature of forsaken places. Thomas dared to explore an old abandoned house rumored to be haunted, venturing into the unknown with a mix of trepidation and…
Nestled deep within the dense forest stood a dilapidated shack, weathered by countless storms. It possessed a peculiar gloom that drew vapid wanderers near, for etched upon its peeling wooden door was a face—eyes, a crooked nose, and a weary smile. Or so it appeared to on the door, until you would get to close…
In the midst of the hazy mist, a lone tree stood tall on the deserted road. Its gnarled branches reached out, reaching for the distant sky. Whispers carried through the fog, as if the tree had tales to share with those who dared to listen. As it swayed eerily slow and silently, as if in…
As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow across the quiet streets, a solitary store stood with pride at the end of the block. It wore the weariness of a thousand days of service, silently hinting at tales of laughter, tears, and hopeful dreams. Yet today, with a tinge of melancholy, a single…
In a post-apocalyptic world consumed by desolation and sorrow, there stood a home outside of time and life. It existed as an anomaly, a lone bastion amidst the ruins, forever lost in time and memory. The house exuded a tense and dark ambiance, casting a gloomy atmosphere upon the forsaken landscape that surrounded it….
In a post-apocalyptic world gripped by chaos and despair, there stood a dilapidated ski-lift that traversed the barren landscape. Its rusted structure loomed against the dark, gloomy atmosphere like a haunting specter from a long-forgotten past. This forlorn contraption existed outside of time and life, lost in the depths of oblivion and memory. In…
In a post-apocalyptic world, there was a road that led to nowhere. Its desolate path stretched out into the distance, fading into the horizon as if lost in time and memory. In this barren wasteland, humanity had reached its end, succumbing to an unknown catastrophe that had cast the world into eternal darkness. The…
Humanity had reached its darkest, most dismal days. A post-apocalyptic world had brought upon a tense and suffocating atmosphere, enveloping everything in its wake. It was a time where hope no longer dared to ignite the human spirit, for the weight of despair had become an unbearable burden. A forgotten, decaying city stood…
In a post-apocalyptic world, where humanity was lost in time and memory, there existed a long, eerie fence that stood as an ominous sentinel. Stretching as far as the eye could see, it disappeared into a never-ending fog, shrouding the old, forgotten road that led to nowhere. Nightfall cast its dark veil upon…
In the quiet stillness of a foggy night, a lone bus stop stood illuminated under the dim glow of a streetlamp, its red roof a beacon in the mist. The surrounding parking lot was empty, save for a solitary traffic cone, casting long shadows on the pavement. Inside the booth, a forgotten scooter leaned against…
In the stillness of a foggy night, the lone gas station stood as a beacon of solitude, its fluorescent lights flickering against the mist. The hum of the neon sign was the only sound, echoing in the emptiness as if whispering secrets to the shadows. A single car pulled in, its headlights cutting through the…
In the quiet of the night, a mysterious figure cast an eerie shadow against the old barn, its spindly limbs stretching across the weathered wood. The townsfolk whispered tales of the creature that roamed the outskirts, a guardian of secrets long buried beneath the earth. As the moonlight danced on its form, the figure seemed…
In the desolate heart of winter, when the world lay blanketed beneath a shroud of snow, there emerged an unsettlingly uncanny figure that threatened the fragile peace of the night. It was a time where silence ruled; a darkness so thick it echoed in the hollow sighs of the wind. The moon, with its pale…
In the depths of a desolate, unnerving office building, there existed a hallway corridor that seemed to be forever lost in silence. The walls were painted a sad dilapidated beige, with each step echoing hauntingly down the seemingly endless passage. The low hum of flickering lights barely pierced the dense atmosphere, filled with the…
In a quiet village, where whispers of the past lingered in the misty air, two shadowy figures emerged from the fog, their elongated forms barely discernible against the night sky. The townsfolk, lost to memory… The village lay enveloped in a shroud of mist, its cobblestone streets winding like serpents through an eerie landscape. Decades…
In the dimly lit stairwell, shadows clung to the corners like secrets waiting to be uncovered. There, at the bottom, a figure crouched in the darkness, its form barely discernible but undeniably present. The air was thick with silence, broken only by the distant wail of wind, as if the world held its breath. In…
In the heart of the city, where skyscrapers pierced the clouds, an enormous, otherworldly creature hovered silently above, casting an eerie shadow over the streets below. Its presence was both mesmerizing and terrifying, as if time itself had paused to witness this surreal spectacle. In the heart of a city once vibrant and alive, where…
Once, in a world plagued by the ravages of a post-apocalyptic nightmare, stood a forsaken relic of the past: a cluster of abandoned apartment buildings at the end of humanity. Lost in time and memory, these structures loomed like silent sentinels, emanating a tense, dark, and gloomy atmospheric presence that mirrored the state of the…
In what feels like, or may be a post-apocalyptic world at the end of humanity, there stood a dark, open, empty, and odd laundromat lost in time and memory. The atmosphere inside was tense with ominous uneasiness, as the faint glow of flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows on the bleak, dilapidated interior. …