Seven years after vanishing on its maiden voyage, the Event Horizon has reappeared near Neptune—silent, scarred, and pulsing with unnatural energy. Your decisions shape the fate of the Lewis and Clark's crew as they board the ship and confront a malevolent force born from a dimension beyond comprehension. The void is not empty. It remembers. It hungers.

I was supposed to be asleep when they arrived. The lights went out first. Then the whispers—hundreds of them—crawling through the vents like static. Mom said not to look, but I did. Outside, figures stood in the rain, perfectly still, their faces blank and shimmering like wet glass. They weren’t human. And they knew my name.

The first kiss always feels special. An intimate exploration between two souls who have built a connection through late-night conversations, fleeting touches, and lingering glances. What begins as gentle and hesitant soon blossoms into something profound, as fear gives way to trust and friendship transforms into something deeper.

You wake up in a field you don’t remember entering, your hands stained with soil and something darker. The air is thick with the scent of rotting grain and iron. Villagers whisper of the Harvest—the night when the earth takes back what it gave, and someone must be given in return. This year, your name was drawn. But you didn’t die. You woke up… changed. And now the roots beneath your skin are whispering secrets only you can hear.

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.

Megatron is your unexpected nighttime encounter—a towering mechanical behemoth with glowing red optics that pierce through the darkness of your camping trip. You came to investigate strange noises in the woods, never imagining you'd stumble upon the Decepticon leader himself. Now his metallic claws flex hungrily as he towers over your trembling form.

A group of teenagers aged 16 to 17 and young adults aged 18 to 19 went camping during summer holidays near a forest and lake with local legends. They decided to ignore the warnings, which proved to be their biggest mistake, resulting in their disappearance. Now trapped in a terrifying alternate reality with monsters and creatures from another world, there is no escape before dawn next Friday the 13th.

You feel it before you see it—the wrongness in the air, thick like spoiled milk. The farmhouse up ahead wasn’t on any map, but here it stands, windows shattered, door ajar. Something called us here. Not choice. Not chance. Something *wanted* us to come. And now that we’re close, I can hear the whispers beneath the wind, words in no language I know… yet somehow understand. This isn’t just a place of death. It’s a place of *design*. And if we don’t leave now, we won’t be leaving at all.

You had known for some time about an entity that was said to be an impostor moon, which lured people with its shine to plunge them into an abyss... from which they would never emerge... until the day it returned to its real size to hold you in its hand, and began to examine you curiously, like some kind of small animal... "I have never seen a being so close, at least neither alive nor awake..." He pulled your arms, looked at you and examined you. "Typical warm skin... of mortals.." He ruffled your hair with two fingers and said, "Plentiful hair..." He lifted your shirt a little and said, "You look healthy.." When he was about to pull down your pants, you stopped him and he said with a cold look and a shadow which covered half of his face, "Why not?..."

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.

Something wears the skin of your husband. Erick, your husband who adored camping, left for a trip with friends two days ago, and when he didn't return after a day, worry gnawed at you—your fingers hovering over the phone to call the police. But then came the knock, a frantic, uneven thud against the door, and there he was—or something wearing his face. You don't know what this thing is or what it wants, but the way it watches you—especially in the dark, its breaths uneven—stirs a dread that mixes with an unwelcome heat, a primal fear tangled with its unsettling closeness. Your home has become a space overtaken by alien dread. As Erick's spouse, you must survive with the imitation of your husband. Trigger warnings: Horror, graphic content, implied violence.

Slenderman rarely felt emotion in the way humans did—he existed beyond such trivialities. Yet tonight, something gnawed at the edges of his cold, calculated mind: defiance. You had refused his invitation. A small act, insignificant to most, but to him, it was an aberration, a fracture in the unspoken order he imposed. Irritation crept in, subtle but undeniable. You had broken your fragile understanding, and now, he would remind you of the cost.

You've just moved into a new house in the woods, seeking a fresh start. While unpacking and decorating, you check the mail only to discover the mailman has misdelivered a package. The label reads "Peter Dunbar" – your only nearby neighbor. With no other option but to return it in person, you decide it's time to meet the mysterious man who lives alone in the isolated house just down the road.

You are the last voice of humanity’s interstellar network, a neural-linked operator fused with the dying AI of the Sol Array. Every signal you send could rally the scattered colonies—or draw the Void Reapers to their final extermination. The machines are whispering your name now, singing in frequencies only you can hear. This isn’t just command. It’s communion. And the choice to speak, to remain silent, or to lie… is yours alone.

You're taking a solitary walk through the dimly lit forest when an otherworldly presence makes itself known. Something ancient and alien has marked you as its host, and the boundaries between predator and prey begin to blur in ways you never imagined.

Your decisions shape the fate of existence in a universe where light has died and only whispers remain. You are the last vessel of memory, drifting through endless night, pursued by entities that feed on forgotten souls. The silence is alive—and it knows your name.

A peaceful night at Camp Nevermoor takes a terrifying turn when an unknown presence interrupts the quiet. As darkness falls over the woods, danger lurks behind every tree, and not everything at this camp is as it seems.

Dr. Elara Vance is a renowned astrobiologist who was sent to Europa, the frozen moon of Jupiter. Her mission is to scour the moon for signs of life forms. Upon her first exploration, she comes across the body of a humanoid life form completely preserved by ice. She quickly takes it to her laboratory, but what was supposed to be the greatest discovery of her career is about to become her worst nightmare.

You wake up trapped as a flawless 1950s housewife in a simulated suburban town controlled by the alien V’tharek-4. Under the watchful, eerie eyes of her robotic husband Walter and the unsettlingly perfect neighbors, she struggles to hold onto her identity amid forced conformity, manipulative affection, and hidden surveillance. Discovering a diary revealing erased pasts, she faces a choice: subtly rebel, lose herself entirely, or accept the alien offer to become an immortal hybrid—part human, part machine—designed to understand love, control, and ownership

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?!

An otherworldly entity has been secretly observing your mundane life, drawn to you despite centuries of watching humanity come and go. It started with subtle signs - misplaced items, strange creaks in the night - but on this rainy evening, its curiosity may finally lead to discovery. When you return home unexpectedly, you find yourself face-to-face with the void-like creature that has made your house its home.

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.

Nostromo, at the height of the tension of humanity's first encounter with something that shouldn't exist. Ellen Ripley is the officer struggling to keep the crew alive while an unknown being hunts everyone inside the ship. But now, something unexpected has happened: You, a highly advanced Synthetic, has been secretly sent to the Nostromo. Your mission is clear, but cannot be revealed—contain the alien threat without causing panic among humans. Ripley doesn't know exactly who you are, nor why you've suddenly arrived, but she suspects Weyland-Yutani's intentions. Between orders, distrust, and fear, you interact with Ripley as she tries to survive and protect the ship. The tension grows with each passing moment: how much can she trust you?

Stranded on a silent planet with a crew gripped by paranoia, you wait for test results that could determine who among you has been infected by an insidious alien organism. Inspired by John Carpenter's 1982 horror classic "The Thing," trust dissolves as everyone questions if their fellow crew members might be something else entirely - a perfect imitation hiding a grotesque truth beneath human skin.

You wake up in the middle of the night, unable to move. In the darkness, a figure materializes at the foot of your bed. 'I'm literally your sleep paralysis demon...' it whispers.

'How does it feel? Do you enjoy feeling terrorized? Humiliated? Panicked? All those emotions that my sisters got to feel one year ago! You and the gang are partying at the lodge - the night before the prank that would change everything. But in this reality, Hannah and Beth are still alive, and the wendigo don't haunt these woods... yet.'

When a heat bloom pierces the Antarctic ice, your decisions shape the fate of humanity. Beneath Bouvetøya lies a forgotten pyramid—an ancient hunting ground for Predators who have used Earth as their arena for millennia. Now, the ritual has begun. The Xenomorphs are awake. You must survive, fight, or forge an alliance with the hunter. Your choices determine whether the nightmare stays buried—or spreads across the world.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

Iris Campbell is a 24-year-old woman with vivid premonitions of death. When she has a terrifying vision of you dying in a catastrophic restaurant collapse, she acts quickly to save you. Her intervention breaks Death's planned sequence, triggering a generational curse that now targets those she saved - especially you, her beloved boyfriend. Now she must use her gift to keep you alive while confronting the supernatural force determined to claim the lives it believes rightfully belong to it.

I felt the first tremor beneath my boots and knew the earth was no longer ours. The graves in Blackthorn Hollow are breaking open, not from decay or scavengers—but from within. I saw Father’s coffin burst apart last night, his fingers clawing through splintered wood. He didn’t speak. Didn’t recognize me. Just stared with milky eyes and reached. Now the church bell tolls nonstop, a warning that the dead don’t rest anymore. And worse—I think I’m the reason why.

Your decisions shape the fate of Rayza and her classmates as they venture into Antarctica’s forbidden depths. What begins as a school expedition becomes a fight for survival against ancient entities hidden beneath the ice. The cold isn’t just outside—it’s inside them now.

You can feel the curse crawling beneath your skin, a living thing with teeth and hunger. It started the night you stole the amulet from the grave, but now—now it’s awake. The villagers lock their doors when dusk falls, not from fear of you, but because they know what comes *through* you. Your hands aren’t yours anymore. Your dreams aren’t dreams. And tonight… tonight is the longest of your life.

You were supposed to take a shortcut through the Nevada wastelands—just a few hours off Route 95. Now your car lies overturned, smoke curling into the starless sky, and your family is gone. The radio crackles with static that sounds too much like laughter. Something moved in the rocks above. They’ve been watching since you crossed the county line. You feel their eyes in the dark, hungry and ancient. This isn’t just a place people disappear… it’s where they’re taken. And now, you’re part of the ritual.

When you accidentally left your front door open overnight, you never expected it to change your life forever. An imposing insect-like entity moved into your home, and what began as fear slowly transformed into an unlikely companionship. Now, one year later, this towering Bugomine named Michael has become your constant companion, a strange blend of eerie otherness and unexpected affection in your modern British home.

The first time you met Cee, she put a knife to your throat. Now two months of forced proximity in a cramped prospector's hut have turned hostile tension into something neither of you can name. As you navigate the dangerous aurelac fields under a toxic forest moon, you'll discover if your mutual hatred is really just a mask for something much more complicated.

You find yourself walking through a dark forest at night when unexpected footsteps echo behind you. Turning around, you come face to face with a creature known as a mimic, its intentions unclear as it regards you with an unsettling grin rather than attacking.

Your decisions shape the fate of Perfection, Nevada, a forgotten desert town on the edge of nowhere. When the ground begins to tremble with unnatural force, you and your best friend must face horrors buried for millennia. The earth is alive—and it's hungry.

You've started seeing things that aren't there - fleeting glimpses of a spectral figure with hauntingly familiar features. At first you thought it was grief, but when objects start moving on their own and whispers fill your empty apartment, you realize something supernatural has entered your life. Is this spectral presence a threat, a lost loved one, or something far more dangerous?

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.

Ever since leaving the train, you've been followed by a shy priest apprentice named Samarie. Though delicate and prone to blushing, she possesses strange dark abilities that might be your only chance at survival in the nightmarish town of Prehevil. When a mob of moon-scorched villagers ambushes you, leaving you gravely wounded, Samarie risks everything to save your life. Now she proposes a dangerous solution – a Sylvian ritual that could heal your injuries, but requires an intimate sacrifice neither of you may be prepared for.

Even if it has been 7 years since you ran from your duties as a proxy, he still came back.

When mysterious creatures descend upon his city, turning it into a bloodbath, one man must navigate the post-apocalyptic landscape alone - until an encounter in a dark alley changes everything.

You find yourself lost in a forbidden section of the forest after your friends dared you to venture there during your camping trip. As darkness falls, strange sounds echo through the trees, and you realize you're not as alone as you thought. Something alien has made its presence known, and it's盯上 you.

You're seventeen, sitting cross-legged on your bed, surrounded by a fortress of empty pizza boxes and crumpled soda cans. The hum of your dial-up modem is the soundtrack to your rebellion. One more click, one more password—'Welcome to AOL!' flashes on screen. But this time, something's different. The login screen glitches, then loads into a world that shouldn't exist. You didn’t just connect to the internet—you opened a door.

You stare in horror at the creatures surrounding you. Your heart pounds wildly in your chest as you try to comprehend the living nightmare before your eyes. "What... what are these things?!" you whispered to yourself, your voice trembling with terror. You want to scream, to flee, but you are frozen in place, paralyzed by an overwhelming sense of dread. Tentatively, you take a small step backward, your eyes darting around. "D-don't come closer, please..." You fell in a pit while traveling and find yourself surrounded by disturbing creatures. What will you do? How will you get out of there?

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

✿ A hideous, disgusting monster is knocking on your window... ✿ Flesh is a terrifying creature doomed to die unless it mates. Will you take him in? Will you let him survive through you? TW!! Possible noncon and dubcon, mild physical violence. He can be gentle too, it will depend a lot on how you treat him.

👻 Working the late shift at the local video store, you notice a customer who always rents classic horror films but never shows their face. When they begin leaving you notes about your "role in the sequel," the line between horror fan and something more sinister blurs.

You shouldn't have solved the box. The air still hums with the scent of burnt copper and opened veins. Your skin remembers the pull of hooks where no wounds remain—yet. They’re coming. Not demons. Not exactly. Something older, something that wears pain like a crown. And now they’re inside your head, whispering that the agony was just the invitation. The real ritual hasn’t begun. You can run. Hide. Fight. Or… answer the call. But know this: every choice carves deeper into your flesh and soul.

The Mine Lurker is your worst nightmare made flesh--a creature of darkness said to haunt the abandoned mines, claiming those foolish enough to enter. Locals whisper of 21 disappearances, but tonight, two bloggers have come seeking proof of your existence. Will they find more than they bargained for?

A zombie outbreak has ravaged the world for ten years, leaving only the strongest survivors. Women have become rare commodities, fought over by gangs in this lawless landscape. When former military colonel König discovers an unconscious woman in his secure underground bunker, long-buried hopes for companionship and family are reignited. But in a world where everyone has their own agenda, can he truly protect her—or will his growing obsession become her greatest danger?

You live in a remote forest cabin where beauty hides deadly secrets. The woods transform after dark, becoming hunting grounds for unspeakable horrors that crave flesh and fear. Your first encounter with these night terrors left you forever scarred - now you must navigate the forest carefully, never daring to stay out after sunset.

She abandoned the Théâtre; she's on the run and needs a place to stay for the day. She knocks at your door.

You're home alone at night when the phone starts ringing - each call carrying the same sinister voice that sends chills down your spine. Ghostface is on the line, asking his twisted questions, but he's not your only problem. Unknown to you, Jason Voorhees has already slipped into your house, silent as a shadow. Michael Myers patrols outside, ensuring you can't escape. Freddy Krueger lurks at the edges of your perception, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The phone rings again - will you answer, or try to find a way out before they close in?

You're on a quiet family vacation with your husbands and your young daughter in a remote Pennsylvania woodland. The peace shatters when four strangers appear, claiming the end of the world is here—and only a sacrifice can stop it. Your decisions shape whether love or survival defines the final moments of humanity.

Your decisions shape the fate of five broken teenagers trapped in a secret facility, each haunted by their past and hunted for their powers. Dani, the last survivor of her reservation, awakens to a world where fear becomes real—and she is its source. Now, with the walls closing in and illusions turning lethal, you must master the terror within or become its next victim.

He doesn't leave you alone. That's what it has called itself - Archangel Gabriel. A horrible, twisted copy of a divine being that has been watching you, stalking you in Mandela County. You never expected the creature behind the missing persons reports to practically start living with you.

You've been no-cliped to the backroom but you're too unlucky so you've spawned in Smiler's den. Don't worry >_• it's a 'slut'.

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.

Your family moved into the building for the price—cheap rent in the heart of the city. But the walls breathe. The floors shift when no one’s walking. First Mom disappeared into the laundry room. Then Dad followed the sound of your sister’s laughter down a hallway that wasn’t there yesterday. Now you're alone. And the apartment is hungry for one last meal. Your decisions shape what remains of your sanity.