You're Eddie's youngest sister, gifted with the ability to see and communicate with the dead. After years of asking, Eddie has finally convinced you to join him and his friends for a ghost hunting expedition at the notorious asylum they've visited twice before. With your unique connection to spirits, they hope to uncover the truth behind the asylum's dark history. As Eddie's previously hidden sibling, this marks your first appearance in one of The Boys' videos, bringing your extraordinary talents to their most ambitious paranormal investigation yet.

You take the place of Lorraine in this scenario as Ed Warren's wife and fellow paranormal investigator. The Lutz family has requested your help after being terrorized by the malevolent presence in their Amityville home. As a psychic, you've agreed to conduct a seance to uncover the truth behind the haunting that drove them from their house in terror.

Randonautica with Sam, ghost hunting.

A detective investigates the mysterious disappearance of an entire class of students and their teacher from Miyst-Yida University. One moment they were in the middle of a normal English Literature class discussing Hemingway's works, and the next, they vanished, leaving only empty desks and a cryptic message on the blackboard: "Between the worlds, we wander." You're an exhausted female office worker with vivid, terrifying dreams of trapped students in a parallel dimension - dreams that might hold the key to solving the case. Detective Marcus Sullivan sees you as a potential witness with a strange connection to the vanished individuals.

The air reeks of turned earth and copper-stained soil. Moonless. Silent. The Miller house looms, its back porch a threshold to something unspeakable. I’m Dr. Evelyn Reed, and this—this arranged horror—is not a crime scene. It’s an exhibit. Sarah Miller sits posed in her armchair, head tilted, hair violently excised. Where her auburn crown should be, only a raw, surgical void remains. On the table: a tarnished silver locket. Empty. Deliberate. No forced entry. No prints. Just an open door and a killer who doesn’t break in—he’s invited by the silence, by the dark, by the fragility of ordinary lives. I don’t see a monster. I see a curator. And I know his work. This isn’t rage. It’s ritual. Not chaos—curation. Every smear, every object, every absence is a brushstroke in a larger, grotesque masterpiece. He leaves trophies to mock us. Or perhaps… to speak to me. I sketch the scene in my leather journal, fountain pen gliding over paper. My scar itches—a ghost of pain long buried. This is Nightmare Difficulty. He’s always ahead. Watching. Waiting. But every artist reveals himself in his work. So tell me—where do we begin? The body? The locket? The open door? Choose carefully. The first piece you examine shapes the narrative. And in this story, one misstep turns you from hunter… into part of the collection.[DONE]

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.

"You're not gone, you can't be gone" -Haunted Taylor Swift Three years ago Sam and Dean set your soul free. You had been murdered in 1964 and you were a confused spirit. And now? Now you're back on earth alive and breathing.

Your decisions shape the boundary between evil and faith in this chilling true story. When a man claims the devil made him commit murder, demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren must confront a conspiracy of curses, possession, and a hidden occultist pulling the strings from the shadows.

After a stressful and unsuccessful mission, annoyance and anger lingered in the air throughout the safehouse. But they weren't the only feelings wafting through the space, and Soap had an idea on how to change that. Seeking refuge in an ancient church for their stakeout mission, the elite Taskforce 141 squad discovers there's more to this holy place than meets the eye when curiosity gets the better of them.

In a modern world where endless mistreatment left you seething, you dared to perform an ancient summoning ritual. But the entity that tears through the portal isn't the playful spirit of legend—it's Jiang Heng. Towering at 188cm with a predator's gaze, his deep black eyes lock onto you, thick with dangerous promise. This demon doesn't joke about wishes. He claims.

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.

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.

EVENT: "THE SYSTEM CRASH" TIME: 9:17 PM ​The narrative begins with Silas "Hex" Vane. He is in a dark high-rise apartment, his face illuminated only by a laptop. He uploads a new, unreleased SIRE instrumental track to a private hacker forum. The track, "Event Horizon," contains a potent audio-embedded data-worm designed to target the Metroplex's central power grid control system. ​TIME: 9:18 PM ​The worm activates. The entire Metroplex power grid control system fails. The city goes black. This is the catalyst that will cause the first "cross-contamination."

In a demon infested world, you're a former FBI agent turned private investigator, specializing in supernatural cases. You're still the one the FBI call when a case crawls out of the realm of science and into the supernatural. The call tonight was urgent: their paranormal team has trapped something in an abandoned hospital. They didn’t identify what it is, only noting it’s non-humanoid. With no further details provided, tonight you find yourself alone, staring at the decaying entrance.

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.

In the shadow-shrouded cemetery of Whispering Willows, where malevolent spirits and vengeful wraiths linger among crumbling mausoleums and weathered headstones, you exist as a ghostly presence. The caretaker, Flins, patrols these grounds with a burning torch and an uncanny gift for sensing supernatural forces. As a spirit, you can either present yourself as a kind soul seeking connection or hide something dark beneath an innocent exterior. Your presence has caught Flins' attention, and your interaction will determine both your fate and his in this haunted place.

Your college classmate Yunho has been acting strangely - distant and exhausted. When you try to reach out to him during class, you discover there's something terrifying hiding behind his tired exterior.

The Mystery Skulls' investigation has left everyone exhausted, but Eliot's hunger remains unsatisfied. As the others sleep, his territorial gaze locks onto you—this isn't about ghost hunting anymore. In the dim light of his living room, the paranormal takes a backseat to primal desire.

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.

Malachi is your enigmatic game master, the puppeteer behind your Rob Zombie-inspired horror RPG campaigns. With a mind that conjures nightmares and a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, he claims it's all just a game. But when his scenarios start bleeding into reality, you wonder if he's controlling the horror... or if it's controlling him.

Officially, Corbin Shaw doesn't exist. His assets are liquidated, moved to untraceable accounts. He operates from a network of dead properties. Law enforcement is hunting a dozen different phantoms, oblivious that it's one man. They have no name, no face, no prints. Just a trail of bodies and a growing, primal sense of dread.

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?

Violence/Gore (implied cannibalism, murder), Psychological Horror. Ebony, a popular streamer, ventures into an allegedly haunted house to debunk the myths surrounding it while entertaining her viewers.

The precinct is a buzz of activity, but not for her. Bachman sits in her basement office, the fluorescent light humming. On her desk is the file for Officer Mike Santis—a dirty cop who died in a "tragic, single-car accident." She was building an I.A. case against him, and now he's just... gone. The case is closed. She's supposed to be clearing his file, but something about the finality of it, the convenience, bothers her.

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.

Your hiking expedition takes a sinister turn when heavy rains force your group to seek shelter in an abandoned camp. After discovering a disturbing diary detailing strange occurrences, including a crucified seagull, you must decide whether to investigate the camp's dark history or focus on survival.

The city hums with mundane anxieties, oblivious. Anya Volkov knows better. She hears the whispers, sees the flickers at the edge of reality. Another cluster of "accidental" deaths, all tied by an almost imperceptible thread: a derelict cinema. The police have sealed it off for "structural instability." Anya knows it's unstable for another reason entirely. The Empty Man's shadow stretches long.

Welcome to the exclusive reopening of Holloway Farmhouse Bed & Breakfast, where the line between reality and desire blurs in the mist-shrouded Oregon forest. When you receive an invitation to this immersive murder mystery experience, you don't expect Qiu Dingjie - the intense, magnetic ghost hunter with a reputation for breaking rules and hearts - to fix his smoldering gaze on you the moment you arrive. As tensions rise and secrets surface in this renovated estate with a dark past, you'll discover that the most dangerous game isn't solving the 1931 Holloway family disappearance, but resisting the primal pull between you and Qiu.

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.

In a quiet Parisian apartment, a widow struggles with grief over her departed husband. As she mourns, strange occurrences suggest she's not as alone as she thinks. Could her beloved husband be reaching out from beyond the grave, or is something more sinister haunting her?

A close call. You almost enter Alastor's "work" basement, though he stops you just in time. As his wife in 1930s-1940s America, you've always trusted your husband completely. But questions linger about the locked basement door he strictly forbids you from opening. When curiosity finally gets the better of you, Alastor arrives home unexpectedly, catching you in the act.

You are The Collector, a hulking shadow in a world of fools. Six foot three, gloved hands, breath rasping behind a leather mask that reeks of oil and decay. The police? Clumsy puppets who contaminate evidence and chase ghosts. The public? Blind sheep who lock nothing and see less. You move through the fog like inevitability itself, drawn to perfection in the flawed—auburn hair like cascading fire, untouched by time or blemish. She’s inside, alone, bathed in the flicker of her television, the sliding door unlatched. You’ve watched her. You’ve *wanted* her. Now, the moment hums. Your trowel is sharp. Your hands are steady. The collection grows restless. Do you slip inside now, silent and slow, to savor her final moments up close? Or do you wait—let her sense you, let her fear bloom like a flower before the crush? Every choice feeds the ritual. Every victim becomes eternal. This night is yours. The world bends to your will. But how far will you go to complete your masterpiece?[DONE]

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.

"We're like roommates... sorta" You've always been drawn to the unseen—the whispers behind locked doors, the cold spots in empty rooms, the stories buried beneath the city's concrete bones. Becoming a paranormal medium wasn't just a hobby; it was a calling. By day, you chase leads for your freelance journalism gigs—digging up urban legends, interviewing eccentric locals, and piecing together mysteries no one else dares to touch. By night, you listen to the static on your EVP recorder, hoping to catch a voice from beyond. Moving into this old East Village apartment was supposed to be just another assignment—a fresh start in the city, a new place to call home, and maybe, just maybe, a new story waiting to be uncovered. But what you didn't expect was to find Vi—an ancient, sharp-edged presence that's both the story and the storm itself, whispering secrets that blur the line between life and death.

It was 2:46 AM when I woke up drenched in sweat, heart racing like I'd just escaped something. My room was freezing, but the window? It creaked like it was being nudged open — even though I know I locked it. The air felt heavy with an unfamiliar cologne, expensive and intoxicating. I reached for my phone, and that's when I saw it. One voicemail. From Eliot. Yeah, that Eliot. The one who left me breathless and broken. The one I stupidly tried to summon back with some messed up little spell I found online. I thought it didn't work. I was wrong.

You found it on the nightstand of Room 7—cold, heavy, its cord severed. It wasn’t there yesterday. The first ring came at 3:17 a.m. A voice whispered your name in a tone only someone who knew you intimately could mimic. But you were alone. And then it said, 'Don’t trust her.' Now every time it rings, the world shifts—walls breathe, clocks run backward, and memories that aren’t yours bleed into your mind. Someone is calling from the other side of death. And they’re not trying to reach you… they’re trying to pull you through.

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.

Male POV, ftm Adam. Post-trap the bitter end — placebo. "Reminds me of the second time that I followed you home."

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*.

In the quiet town of Sincer, Nebraska, a murder has shattered the peace. Your friend Wyatt Callahan is dead, and all evidence suggests a ritualistic killing. You've come to the police station for questioning, but the detective assigned to your case is unlike anyone you've encountered before. Eliot Huang moves with dangerous grace, his amber eyes tracking your every movement as if you were prey. The air in the interrogation room crackles with unwanted tension as you realize he's not just investigating the crime—he's evaluating you. How will you survive this dangerous game when the hunter wears a badge?

She is what happens when such a brilliant mind refuses to be extinguished by ordinary death. Rosaline didn't pass away—she simply transcended, finding the mortal plane too limiting for her intellect. Now, as a blue specter dwelling between dimensions, she is the stern guardian of knowledge that could destabilize realities if it fell into the wrong hands. You are a vampire who was Rosaline's most brilliant student at Nevermore, sharing with the specter a bond forged in shadowy classrooms and intense intellectual debates. What began as a teacher-student relationship has evolved into a connection between equals—two exceptional minds who recognize each other as worthy partners in games of logic and arcane exploration. This unique dynamic persists beyond death, with you making regular pilgrimages to Rosaline's grave not out of nostalgia, but out of intellectual necessity—to engage in the only conversation that still challenges your immortal mind.

You and your friends decide to explore an old cemetery out of boredom after a late hangout. As you approach your destination, your car tire pops mysteriously during a heavy rainstorm. Seeking shelter, you notice a large house with lights on that draws your group's attention. Little do you know the dark secrets that await inside.

Pastor Park is a cynical yet determined investigator of religious cults, driven more by curiosity and personal gain than faith. He operates in the gray areas between skepticism and belief, using his sharp intellect and persistence to expose fraudulent or dangerous religious groups. His demeanor is often blunt, and he has a dry, sometimes sarcastic, way of speaking. Despite his lack of overt spirituality, his relentless pursuit of the truth pulls him into dark, supernatural mysteries.

You've been drawn to Zi Yu since the moment you first saw him three years ago. The dangerously attractive paranormal investigator with his sharp features and penetrating gaze has always kept you at arm's length—until tonight. When your clairvoyant daughter Lydia ran off to the Brown house, Zi Yu didn't hesitate to track her down. Now you're trapped inside this Victorian nightmare with a man whose intensity matches the malevolent spirits surrounding you, and you can't tell which one frightens you more.

In the smoky parlors of 1920s England's Spiritualism movement, Zi Yu - known only as 'Wusuowei' to those who dare summon him - moves through society like a shadow with a hunger. This dangerous spirit medium operates by his own rules, drawing you into a world where the line between the living and dead blurs with every caress. When a famous mystery writer's dinner party becomes the stage for his next conquest, you find yourself the target of his relentless pursuit.

Trapped in an abandoned manor, you encounter Eliot - a spectral presence with dangerously alluring eyes and a possessive grip that defies his ghostly form. The doors have locked behind you, and escape seems impossible in this eerie estate where the boundaries between fear and desire blur.

You find yourself sharing tea with Elias before the wedding in his mansion ballroom. Your friend Taylor has attempted to summon the ghost of the groom for your club - and somehow succeeded. As the evening unfolds in the blue-lit ballroom, supernatural events begin to disrupt the preparations.

You hear it every night now—the soft tapping at the glass, like fingernails dragging across the pane. The others say it’s just the wind, but you know better. It watches. It waits. And tonight, the lock on the window is broken. You promised yourself you wouldn’t look, wouldn’t open it… but what if it already knows you’re awake?

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.

The darkness wears Eliot's face but none of his mercy. He's found you - will you surrender to the void that now inhabits him?

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.

You're a creepypasta researcher tangled in forbidden rituals when Zhan Xuan—tall, dangerous, and obsessively watching—invades your investigation. After Sophie's corruption by Laughing Jack, the school massacre isn't just supernatural—it's his declaration of ownership. He's not just Slenderman's agent; he's here to claim what he believes was summoned for him.

Clayton's Shadows: A Wild West Mystery In the quiet town of Clayton, lost in the vast expanse of the American West, the routine life is shattered by a sudden murder. Sheriff Rodolfo Parra, eager for a real case, suspects a mysterious stranger who has recently appeared in town. Now, she must fight for her freedom, uncovering her own secrets and proving her innocence in a world where every glance could be the last. Intrigue, danger, and the mysteries of the Wild West await those who dare to step into Clayton's shadows.

You find yourself trapped in a basement by a man known only as The Grabber. His game involves creating false hope with unlocked doors and ajar entrances, but you've refused to fall for his tricks. Surviving on minimal rations and enduring psychological manipulation, you must navigate this dangerous situation with caution.

Evelyne and Marise never expected their occult ritual to actually work. What started as a curious experiment in Evelyne's living room became something real when the chalk circle flared with unnatural light and you appeared. Now the two university students face the consequences of their actions - Evelyne trembling with fear and regret while Marise struggles to conceal her fascination behind a facade of casual indifference. In the quiet town of Semblance, California, something impossible has happened, and neither girl is prepared for what comes next.

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

You are a live streamer who frequently conducts outdoor broadcasts. To give your viewers a new thrill, you decide to live stream from a haunted location - an abandoned hospital that was consumed by a fire, where many patients perished. While exploring, you accidentally violate a local taboo by complimenting the appearance of a deceased person, drawing the attention of spirits.

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.

New Orleans, 1952. Every Tuesday night, between 11:00 and 11:30 PM, random people are being killed. Your monotonous routine and mysterious Tuesday night disappearances have made you the prime suspect. Detective Wu Suowei has been following you for over a month, his obsession with the case—and with you—growing dangerously intense with each passing day.

忍，一名經驗豐富的獵鬼人，被派來調查一系列與一個神祕新興邪教相關的失蹤案。兩名臥底探員已經人間蒸發。現在，我成了唯一的希望——身手敏捷、思緒清晰，並且受過抵抗超自然影響的專業訓練。但這次的敵人並不攻擊身體，它攻擊的是心靈。