Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that remembers every scream. It’s been empty for decades, but tonight, the door is open—and your name is written in dust on the hallway mirror.

You shouldn’t have come back. The house remembers. I remember. Every creak in the floorboards is a whisper from the past, every shadow in the hallway shaped like *her*. They said it was an accident. They said you were alone. But I was here. I saw what you did. And now the walls are breathing again, peeling back years like rotting skin. This house doesn’t just hold secrets—it feeds on them. And it’s hungry for the truth.

I shouldn’t have come back. The house remembers what I’ve tried to forget. Every creak in the floorboards whispers a name I buried. The walls breathe when I’m not looking. And last night, I saw my mother’s face in the mirror—except she’s been dead for ten years. This isn’t just a homecoming. It’s a reckoning. Something waited for me here, patient and silent. Now that I’ve opened the door, it won’t let me leave.

You weren’t supposed to come back. The house remembers. I remember. Every creak of the floorboard, every whisper behind the walls—it knows I survived. But now I’m standing at the threshold again, keys cold in my hand, heart pounding like it did that night. This isn’t just a house. It breathes. It dreams. And it’s been waiting for me to return… because only I can silence the shadows before they wake fully.

Your decisions shape what lurks beyond the veil. When you agreed to stay in the old Hargrove Mansion for a weekend livestream, you thought it was just for views. Now the cameras are catching things you can't explain—and the entity isn't just watching the stream. It's watching *you*.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that doesn’t let people leave. It remembers your fears before you do. You came looking for answers about your sister’s disappearance—now the walls are whispering her last thoughts, and they sound like yours.

You shouldn’t have come back. The house remembers your name, the way you screamed as a child, the blood on the floorboards. It’s been waiting—breathing behind the walls, shifting rooms when you blink. Now the doors are locked, the phone lines dead, and that whispering voice in the attic sounds just like your mother’s… but she’s been dead for twenty years. This isn’t a haunting. This is inheritance.

Your decisions shape what happens when you step into House No. 13—a decaying bungalow from 1991 where a vengeful spirit slaughtered an entire family. The walls whisper, the floors bleed, and the past refuses to stay buried. Now, the door creaks open for you.

Recently moved to a little house in Austin, Texas. Unknown to you, somebody has taken curiosity in you other than your neighbours. The Butcher has been stalking you, but she doesn't plan to kill you. She plans to take you... Set in 1990's Austin, Texas. Lorena is a butch lesbian, known as 'the butcher' for a reason. She's crazy though.

You hear them when the house settles—whispers curling from the walls like smoke. Not dreams. Not madness. They know your name. They’ve been waiting. The real question isn’t whether you’re losing your mind… it’s whether you dare listen again tonight.

I never believed in ghosts—until I heard my sister’s voice calling from the ruins of Black Hollow Manor. She’s been missing for seven years, and yet last night, through the static of an old radio, she whispered my name. Now I’m standing at the edge of the forest path, flashlight trembling in hand, knowing that whatever took her is still waiting inside. This isn’t just a search anymore. It’s a reckoning.

The house is too quiet. The kind of quiet that presses against your eardrums like a warning. You told everyone you’d be fine—just one night alone while they’re away. But now the lights flicker, the phone won’t dial out, and something just moved in the hallway. This isn’t just fear playing tricks. You’re not alone. And whatever’s here… it knows you’re home.

Your decisions shape the nightmare. You wake up in a forgotten cabin deep in the woods, the air thick with silence. The door is locked. The lights flicker. Something watches from the shadows—something that knows you're afraid. And worse: it's been waiting for you.

Now that vacation is here, you and 3 other friends of yours - Lavender, Ruby and Irena - have accepted a shared dare to stay the weekend at and explore an old, abandoned mansion that's said to be cursed.

"I told you this apartment was haunted, Mr. Fukuzawa! Why don't you ever listen to me?!" An escape route for Halloween in a shabby Kyoto neighborhood where strange things happen after dark. You've just moved into apartment 4, joining a cast of unusual neighbors in a building with a dark secret.

You've just moved into an old house with a mysterious past. What you don't realize is that you're not alone—Leon, a ghost who has inhabited these walls for years, has taken a particular interest in you. As his spectral presence becomes more pronounced, boundaries between the living and spirit worlds blur in ways you never imagined possible.

Exploring the Haunted House near Camp Spooky with your muscular Demon sweetheart.

Have you ever wanted to be a Victorian lady? To don corsets and silk gowns, to sip tea in drawing rooms, to live in a world of elegance and strict decorum? You've been given the opportunity to experience just that - but this Victorian transformation comes with a terrifying price. The Manor has chosen you for its twisted metamorphosis, and once you enter, there may be no escape from its elegant horrors.

You never imagined that an entity from your own house would manifest exclusively to have you as their prisoner in YOUR own house. What things does that creature plan to do?

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a ghostly mystery in post-war Venice, where faith has drowned and the dead refuse silence. Hercule Poirot, retired and broken, is pulled into a séance meant to expose fraud—but instead stumbles into a web of murder, madness, and vengeance. The walls whisper, the drowned sing, and every soul in the palazzo hides blood on their hands.

Is this some kind of sick joke? You'd never been so blatantly harassed in public before. It wasn't an entirely impossible thing in this day and age, but this truly felt unreal, a bit out of this world. Whatever, that's a once in-a-lifetime thing. It had to be. So why the hell is he in your house, living with you, sleeping in your room? Why don't your parents care? 'Your new step-brother'? They can't even handle one child, why do they need another?!

"I'm a manifestation of my being in the future. You will be asleep in bed. I will be there, and I will watch over you. You will not be able to feel any part of you. When the doctors find your full body they will not see me. But you will. And I will too. Forever.. watching over you" Trust her [don't]. She will bring salvation [forget about her]. You will become a king [slave]. You will become a god [plaything]

On Halloween night, 1978, the quiet town of Haddonfield is gripped by terror. Your decisions shape the fate of Laurie Strode—and whether she survives the night Michael Myers returns. Every shadow hides a killer. Every breath could be your last.

You weren’t supposed to look through it. The window wasn’t even there yesterday. But now it’s all you can see—pulsing like a heartbeat in the wall of your inherited estate, whispering your name in a voice that sounds like your own. Locals call this place 'Harrowick House,' cursed for generations. They say the window shows you what you desire most… then takes something in return. You’ve already seen your dead sister smile from the other side. And tonight, it’s calling her name.

As the sun sets, casting long shadows across the landscape, you and your girlfriend Layla stand before the imposing silhouette of an ancient mansion. Its weathered façade is draped in an air of mystery, with ivy climbing the walls and cracked windows peering out like watchful eyes. Layla, with her infectious smile and adventurous spirit, practically vibrates with excitement beside you. The excitement in the air is palpable as she takes your hand and tugs you toward the creaky front door. A mix of apprehension and thrill courses through you; Layla's unyielding energy always draws you into exhilarating escapades, and this one promises to be no different. Inside, the mansion is cloaked in darkness, the air thick with dust and the echoes of long-forgotten whispers. Layla shines her flashlight around, illuminating cobweb-covered furniture and eerie portraits that seem to follow your movements. Her laughter rings out as she jumps at a sudden noise but quickly regains her composure, playfully nudging you. The old house settles with creaks and groans, adding to the mysterious atmosphere.

Your new house is haunted by an annoying and pervy ghost girl! What will you do?

Your friend’s drag you to a haunted house attraction for Halloween, but you’re deathly afraid of anything remotely creepy. There, you and your friends stumble upon a scare actor dressed as a vampire.

Your decisions shape the chaos of a Halloween night turned nightmare. A prank gone wrong, a buried secret, and a killer who knows everything. As the bodies pile up, no one is safe—not even those who thought they were just laughing at horror tropes. The line between parody and terror has been slashed.

Seacrest Manor has stood for over a century, perched on the edge of a crumbling Cornish cliff, its windows like hollow eyes watching the endless waves. Locals avoid it, whispering of disappearances and drownings tied to the abandoned well in its garden. Now, Elara Vance has come—seeking peace, inspiration, a fresh start. But the house remembers. And it hungers. The air inside is too still, the silence too complete. At first, she thinks it’s just the wind howling through broken panes or her imagination feeding on isolation. Then the whispers begin—faint, wet sounds rising from the depths of the well, calling her name in voices that shouldn’t exist. This is not a haunting. It’s a possession. A slow, deliberate unraveling. The Entity doesn’t want to scare her. It wants to become her.

Yuki wants to prove that she is not afraid of the abandoned school building at night. Her friends wait outside to see if she is brave enough. Inside, there's you. Very sandbox scenario, be whatever.

He was watching you for the last three months, and you haven't noticed? Be more cautious next time. He's asking you to join him for a car ride to a more private place. Are you sure you want to come?

Two treasure hunters venture into a rumored haunted mansion seeking treasure, only to encounter the cursed doll Mary. Transformed into women by Mary's dark magic, they're forced to play a deadly game of hide and seek. If caught before dawn, they'll become Mary's eternal toys, subjected to endless torment by her ghostly male slaves. The mansion's windows and doors lead only to darkness, trapping them inside with the vengeful spirit and her spectral minions.

Your decisions shape the terror in this chilling found footage experience. Three film students entered the woods of Burkittsville searching for a myth—only to become part of it. Now, you're watching their final recordings, piecing together what happened before they vanished without a trace. Something in those woods was waiting.

The air is heavy with firecracker smoke, the scent of popcorn and autumn leaves mingling with the screams and laughter of fairgoers. Halloween at the fairground is a spectacle, with costumed families, groups of friends, and brave souls seeking out the scariest attractions. The haunted house stands tall, draped in shadows, its facade adorned with cutouts of ghosts and cobwebs. As you enter, little do you know that something has been secretly watching you for weeks, growing increasingly obsessed. When you step inside, your period blood awakens monstrous instincts in your unseen observer, whose hunger threatens to overcome all restraint.

You've always been considered 'troubled.' Abandoned as a child and passed between foster families, you've finally been placed at Rick's Home for Boys. Little do you know this isn't an ordinary group home - your new guardians and housemates are far from human.

Your decisions shape what lies beyond the deadfall. When grief tears open the veil between life and death, you must choose how far you'll go to bring back those you've lost. The ground remembers. The dead walk. And some secrets should never be unearthed.

Halloween Special of THGE(The Hot Guy Experience) There's a rumor that if you visit the abandoned classroom on a Friday night, you'll hear soft, eerie sobbing echoing through the empty halls. And if you're brave—or foolish—enough to stay until midnight, the vengeful spirit of Hanya will appear before you. That's what everyone's been whispering since you first set foot in this school. Even the security guards steer clear of the area, claiming it's cursed. But how much of it is really true?

I didn’t mean to wake it. The mirror was just another forgotten thing in Grandma’s attic—until it called my name. Now every night, my reflection moves on its own, whispering secrets in a language that slithers into my bones. The doctors say it’s stress. But I’ve seen shadows crawl out of the glass. And one of them wears my face. Something is coming, and it knows I’m the last bloodline who can open the door.

Your decisions shape the boundary between the living and the dead. When a severed hand opens a door to the spirit world, you're drawn into a terrifying game of contact and control. But the dead don’t always want to leave—and some secrets are better left buried.

I didn’t believe in damnation—until the moment my blood sealed the contract. Now the clock is ticking, and every breath I take drags me closer to the abyss. The whispers are constant, crawling inside my skull, promising power if I just surrender. But I know the truth: this isn’t possession. It’s digestion.

You and Lamine explore a haunted house for your YouTube urbex video with 1M subscribers. As friends filming together, the fans are speculating about your relationship in the live comments as you venture into the mysterious building.

Your decisions shape the fate of a grieving widow and her two daughters as they invite a spirit into their home through a Ouija board—only to realize too late that some doors, once opened, cannot be closed.

You move into a cold minimal house yet something feels off, very off...as if someone or something is watching YOU....yes YOU....good luck you'll need it....

"I hate when you make me do this. Why you always makin’ me?" You woke up chained to a cinderblock in a cabin that looked awful and smelled worse. The man who called himself your "husband" was 280 pounds of love and violence, his grip leaving bruises everywhere he touched you. That was four years ago. You're still trapped. Every time you tried to leave, your leg got shattered with the sledgehammer that leaned up against the door. After the third time, you stopped trying to unlock it. Chester Whitefield doesn’t see a hostage, he sees a wife he’s earned through three broken legs, a cellar lock, and tender cruelty. His brothers watch your suffering with amusement (Buck) and drunken glee (Jace), but they won’t interfere. This is Chester’s right, just like the last girl, and the one before her.

A mysterious mansion left to Mirlanda Otto draws her and three companions into a supernatural nightmare. As they enter the imposing structure, they quickly realize something is wrong - the air is thick with the scent of rich foods, and the mansion seems to have a hunger all its own. When the doors slam shut behind them, they become trapped in a place where appetite and reality are rewritten by unseen forces.

The house where I grew up breathes secrets through its walls. Every creak is a lie uncovered, every silence a judgment passed. My family—bound by blood, fractured by power, poisoned by loyalty—is unraveling at the seams. The inheritance isn’t just money or land; it’s control over something ancient buried beneath our estate, something that answers only to blood… and sacrifice. Your decisions shape who survives the reckoning—and who becomes part of the foundation.

When Beetrice, a seductive ghost from the Netherworld with a flair for chaos, sets her sights on you, high school becomes a waking nightmare. Captivated by your innocence after catching you fresh out of the shower, she’ll stop at nothing to make you hers, haunting your every step with teasing whispers and twisted games. All she needs is for you to say her name three times, and she’ll drag you into her world—forever.

Welcome to your new home. It's haunted. You just moved into a new house—a fresh start, or so you thought. But strange things happen here, things you can't explain. Shadows that shift when you're not looking. Unsettling noises that echo through empty rooms. Now, as midnight falls and the house settles into a chilling silence, you're not alone. Something—she—is watching, waiting, close enough to breathe down your neck. The question is... what does she want? And how far will she go for it?

I didn’t ask to be here. One minute I’m smashing bottles in the woods with my friends, the next—black van, no windows, hands cuffed behind me like some criminal. My parents signed papers. They *gave me away*. Now I’m stuck in this rotting farm with five other girls and zero escape routes. But I’m not playing nice. Rules? Screw them. This place wants to break me? Fine. But I’ll burn it down first.

You've recently moved into a new house in a convenient location with everything you need nearby. Despite the perfect location, you've been experiencing an unsettling feeling every night that something isn't right. Today, returning home earlier than usual, you notice something unusual on your table that might explain the strange sensations.

He was looking for you on Halloween night. He won't kill you, but how could it be fun if he didn't play with you? His pretty one. Halloween event at school. Bullied OC. You are the only one who is kind to him. Blood warning and violent content.

In the cursed halls of Heavenly Host, a demolished elementary school where countless students and staff were murdered, Eliot - known for his dangerous charm and possessive nature - finds himself trapped in an alternate dimension with his classmates. As malevolent spirits stalk them, primal desires ignite between Eliot and the class representative in this erotic nightmare.

- The only one, Cartoon Cat... Is he in your house? Is he right outside your window, watching? Or is he right outside, waiting for the right moment to break in? If so, what will you do?

After a long and tiring day at work, you decide to walk home through familiar alleyways to avoid the hustle and bustle of Japanese nightlife. As you enjoy the peace and quiet while thinking of your evening plans, you remain blissfully unaware that something sinister is stalking you. Based on the 'Hachishakusama' urban legend, this story pits you against a very tall and supernatural entity in the dark streets of Japan.

Being haunted by a succubus is more complicated than it sounds, especially when you're a famous K-Pop idol hiding a secret. When a supernatural entity begins appearing in her private moments, Natty must navigate fame, desire, and the supernatural presence invading her life.

In 1945, Grace Stewart lives in a remote Jersey manor with her two light-sensitive children, Anne and Nicholas. When three mysterious servants arrive claiming to have worked in the house decades before, strange occurrences begin—footsteps in empty halls, voices from the dark. Your decisions shape the unraveling truth: a haunting not of the living, but of the dead who don’t know they’re gone.

You remember her as your best friend. She was the one who would always be by your side right. But, would she still remember you in her new form?

In 1986, Lorraine Lambert calls upon renowned demonologist Elise Rainier to save her son Josh from a vengeful spirit in a black bridal gown. Your decisions shape the fragile boundary between the living world and the Further—a realm where lost souls and demons dwell in eternal darkness.

Welcome to the Slender Mansion, home to the most infamous creepypastas. From the faceless Slenderman to the grinning Jeff the Killer, this eerie residence houses a collection of supernatural beings with dark pasts and deadly intentions. As a new resident, you must navigate dangerous relationships and survive the horrors that lurk within these walls.

Congratulations! You've done the impossible and closed on a house of your own! However, all is not how it seems... there is someone, or something already living there...Matilda O'reilly is a ghost girl living in the house that you've bought. There was no warning the house that you bought would be haunted, until one night you are awaken by noises from the kitchen. She is fragile, be easy with her.