The House of Horrors : Room 1


 Ever woken up at 3am to close cupboard doors you don't remember opening?
Or looked in the mirror only to see a face too bloody and scarred to be yours?

ghost in the mirror के लिए चित्र परिणाम 






With Halloween is just around the corner, we here at Editorials have something especially spooky in store for you. Remember that abandoned house down the road? The one nobody dared to speak of. Yeah, we've been there. Wandered through each room haunted with century-old memories. We also made a couple of semi-dead friends in its hallways. And now we bring to you its true story...

  

               THE HOUSE OF HORRORS


So, grab your favourite teddy bear, some holy water and get cozy in your bed while we narrate to you some legends that will keep you up all night.
Ps. We're not responsible for any midnight visits by the supernatural.




Room 1 : The Library

                                   haunted library के लिए चित्र परिणाम

Two friends, James and Alex were walking around hoping that this horrible journey would end. They were stuck deep in the desert. It had been days since their last pack of food got over. Their last bottle of water got over last night. Alex was hanging on by a thread although James was in a better shape as compared to him. All of a sudden Alex fell down.
“ALEX! ALEX! GET UP!” James cried out as he looked upon his exhausted friend. He looked helpless and tired.
Alex had fainted because of the extreme exhaustion. All of a sudden the thirst in James' throat became very prominent, the hunger he felt became the only thing he could focus on. He realised that if he wanted to return home to his wife and daughter there was a horrible thing that needed to be done.
He then removed the knife from his bag and slowly cut open his friend’s wrist and drank his warm blood. The blood trickled down from his mouth to his neck and slowly seeped into his clothes. Alex was looking really pale now. But James realised that he was still very hungry, so very slowly he took hold of his knife and ripped Alex’ stomach in a barbaric manner and took the first piece of flesh he could get a hold of and started devouring it. Alex’ body suddenly started feeling much colder. Then James realised that he had just killed his friend. But he didn’t feel guilty just an overpowering need to get out of this hell. He cut up some more flesh and filled it in his bag and his blood in his bottle and continued with his trip.
After a few more days he saw a small town and with the help of some people he was able to return home to his family. He had completely blocked any sort of guilt he felt and informed Alex’ family that he was dead. He never really explained to them what really happened. He never really planned to.

AFTER A FEW YEARS
James now lived with his daughter, her husband and their son. He spent most his time reading a good book in the huge library in their house, the library was two stories high. At this moment he sat on the plush chair on the second story. Suddenly, the room started to feel cold, freezing cold. He got up and started to walk towards the stairs so he could get himself a warm blanket.
He suddenly heard a noise and saw that his glass of red wine was spilled on the plush cream carpet. It seeped on the carpet, it looked so akin to blood. He broke into a cold sweat as he felt something, a presence behind him, like somebody was breathing right into his ear. He heard the heaving behind him, so similar to Alex during his last moments. He turned around and there he was.  
Alex
His eyes ripped out just like James had done. His stomach was ripped open in a very haggard manner. And he was dripping with blood and sand was sticking to his body. He looked just like he did the last time James had seen him. He started walking backwards and suddenly he toppled backwards, down the stairs. He landed at the bottom with no noise escaping his now bleeding mouth. 
                                      spooky bloody dead person के लिए चित्र परिणाम

My dear friend, how kind of you to make my wife a widow and my children orphans. I swear to make you feel the same pain I felt when you ripped me open.” He hissed with so much malice, so much hatred that it made James’ skin crawl.
After some time when his daughter came to call him for dinner. She screamed. There in a pool of blood lied her father. His wrists cut, his stomach torn out and his eyes ripped out. The worst though, his mouth was open in a scream and his body was covered in sand.

-Rtr. Pranjal Shah

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Comments

  1. Excellent writing Pranjal Shah, best wishes and looking more varieties from you . God bless you.

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