Tag: Ghosts

100 Word Story – Residence (Finale)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts.

Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Five)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Four)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Three)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Two)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part One)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Ghostly Investigation

I had just four days remaining, and I’ve barely made any progress since the last update. Nakamura went away on his business trip, but he left behind a few noteworthy places that I could float around for more clues. The only bad part is now I have to possess somebody entirely different—a complete stranger.

“Fuck.”

Just the thought of it made me feel guilty about my newly acquired talents. I’ve taken possession of Nakamura only three times, but he was willing to do it. But regardless, I had to do it.

I needed to find out who killed me.

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Playing with the Dead

May the passed rest in peace. Thy has no right to disturb those from their eternal slumber. Restless souls will rise up and roam through the gates of purgatory and seek vengeance on who desecrated their resting place.  

One’s intentions may be pure and without malicious intent. However, that would make one look like a fool in the eyes of the dead. 

“Conjuring up spirits isn’t something we shouldn’t even be thinking about!”

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Spooktober – Hand of Darkness (Part Two)

Hello, all! How has it been for you so far this month? Have you been spooked out of your boots? Have you seen any ghosts flying around? Have your bones been rattling? If not, there’s still two weeks to go, so give it some time! As for now, let’s continue Spooktober with the finale of “Hand of Darkness.” In case you missed Hand of Darkness – Part One, give it a read. Enjoy!

Chain and bondage have always been used as the simple and effective way of torture. It forces the victim to be bound to one place, often bound by multiple parts of their bodies. Unable to move or protect themselves, the victim is forced to endure and live through whatever events they have to witness. Sometimes the victim themselves are enduring the pain. Other times, they could be forced to watch somebody else suffer. Regardless of the method, the cold, metal restraints will be a long-lasting sensation on their skin. 

Should they be able to survive the ordeal and escape.

The woman in the shadows continues to torture the woman in chains, and now has the pleasure of having a new victim to play with. Will either of them be able to endure it long enough to be let free, or will their will to live shatter and beg for sweet release?

He looks down and sees a pair of colorless, slender hands wrapped around his ankles, violet painted nails ready to pierce through. “W-What the hell? How did these manage to grab me? And how are they coming out of the ground?”

“Look up at him.”

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Spooktober – Hand of Darkness (Part One)

Happy Spooktober! It’s that time of the year where Halloween is just a few days away! To celebrate this ghastly month, I’ve decided to post a new horror-themed story every were. And now, here’s the first one – “Hand of Darkness – Part One.” Enjoy!

Chain and bondage have always been used as the simple and effective way of torture. It forces the victim to be bound to one place, often bound by multiple parts of their bodies. Unable to move or protect themselves, the victim is forced to endure and live through whatever events they have to witness. Sometimes the victim themselves are enduring the pain. Other times, they could be forced to watch somebody else suffer. Regardless of the method, the cold, metal restraints will be a long-lasting sensation on their skin. 

Should they be able to survive the ordeal and escape. 

“Please, somebody help me!”

The woman in the shadows let out a small sigh, feeling a mixture of annoyance and disappointment, “Really? What good would calling out for help do for you?”

For just a brief moment, the chained woman manages to lift her head up to see who walked into the alley. Seeing a bright light appearing in front of her, the woman notices the approaching police officer, in his dark blue uniform and badge proudly on display on his uniform shirt. When he shines his light towards the back of the alley, he breaks into a panic and runs down the alleyway.

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Spooktober Has Arrived!

It’s that time of the year where everything gets darker, ghouls and goblins begin to roam the planet, and ghosts come back to give us a fright. That’s right, everyone, it’s October! Many of us are also excited for Inktober, where people draw something new every day for the month. To be honest, if I could draw, I’d join in on the fun, but I can’t do anything better than stick figures and curvy lines. However, I figured I’d do something related to it. 

Instead of drawing something every day, I’ll be posting a spooky or scary story every week for the entire month! Although I’m not the best when it comes to scaring people with words, I’ll try my best to at least freak people out when they read about people getting their guts ripped to shreds by an unknown demon in the shadows, a floating skull with the power to take over the bodies of the living, or simply a goblin who steals your limbs while you’re asleep. 

Regardless, I look forward to this year’s Spooktober! I’ll try my best! If you have a request for something scary you’d want to see written, feel free to drop me an email, which you’ll find at the Contact Luka page. Or if you’re more social, feel free to shoot me a Tweet on Twitter. 

Happy Spooktober, everybody!