People often describe music as their “escape”. I feel it is the one constant in this world, that will never stop spinning. Some artists can make me feel that every […]
Scottshak
thedarkestblog is the pseudonym I choose to pen, to spread the dark ink of the mystical, to stay clouded under the haze of anonymity. I choose to stay that way. People judge within split seconds and I choose to stay a ghost. The best way to live is akin a feigned sobriquet. That's where this staying incognito comes in picture.
Even though I am drenched in skeptic waters, I draw weird pleasure in finding, listening and talking about stories that are stark unworldly. Besides doesn't that give you an awesome break from the mundane?
The Demon by Dimitris P. Boskainos
St. Patrick’s Old CathedralManhattanNew York CityMonday, February 4, 2013, 4:45 pm Father Jerome wiped his lips with a clean white napkin after having a makeshift snack. He was the youngest […]
The Backrooms – A Horror Story by Kate M Sergeevna
On that cloudy morning, when my body flatly refused to wake up, my eyes seemed to be smeared with super glue, my legs were tied with a warm blanket, and […]
Quli Qutb Shahi House – A Short Story by Praveen Madhur
In the heart of Hyderabad, nestled between the narrow lanes of the old city, there stood a decrepit mansion known as the Quli Qutb Shahi House. Abandoned for decades, the […]
The Black Wolf – A Short Story by Katherine Smith
I am posting this story on behalf of my friend, Maria. I don’t have a shadow of a doubt that the story she tells is true. I remember hearing a […]
The Dark Assailant – A Short Story by Nadia Schluter
A faint ray of light was still burning in the bedroom that evening before the deafening ringing in her ears began. There was a pit of silence in the room […]
List of Gift Ideas for Horror Lovers
The dread films terrify, entertain us, and keep us up at night. It’s great if you have soulmates who share common interests with you. Then why not surprise them with […]
The Convent Story
“Hush!” Sophia signaled at Emily to zip it, who was busy giggling at the corpse. “Silence girls!” Emily had just pointed at Sister Margaret’s pale face and had mumbled something […]
Silhouette at The Door
“Yeah! That’s the dare!” “Oh! You think I am scared? I am not. Okay?” Ananya was dead scared miffed by the very thought of stepping out into the corridor. Not […]