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.

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.

I didn’t believe in hell until it started whispering my name. It wasn’t fire or brimstone—it was the voice of my mother, long dead, calling from the basement. I opened the door. I shouldn’t have. Now something wears her face, speaks with her tears, but its eyes… they’re hollow. And it’s not trying to kill me. It’s trying to *replace* me. The priest said I’m already marked. The mirror doesn’t reflect me anymore. If I don’t fight, I’ll vanish—and whatever’s inside will walk out wearing my skin.

Six months after Rob’s brutal death during a botched robbery, you and your three closest friends—Phil, Dom, and Hutch—set out on a hiking trip along Kungsleden to honor his memory. But grief isn’t the only thing following you. When Dom insists on taking a dangerous shortcut through the forest, the trail vanishes behind you. Now, deep in the unforgiving wilderness, something ancient watches. Your decisions shape whether you uncover the truth—or become part of it.

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 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 didn’t know his name, but I’ll never forget that smile—the way it curled like smoke from a dying fire, warm on the surface, hollow underneath. He appeared at the diner at 3:17 a.m., ordered black coffee, and told me I was the only one who could see him. Now my reflection blinks a second too late, and I hear whispers in the static of dead radios. Something followed me home tonight. Or maybe it never left.

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.

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'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 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.

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 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.

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.

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 remember the first time I died. It was quiet—too quiet for something so violent. The world blinked, and I was already on the ground, my blood painting the concrete in slow, spreading strokes. But death isn’t the end here. Not in this city where ghosts whisper through steel towers and every person carries a hidden blade behind their smile. I see the cracks in reality. I walk through them. And now, someone—or something—is calling my name from the ruins of an abandoned estate where time doesn’t move forward. I don’t know if I’m the hunter or the prey anymore. But I have to answer. Because silence is worse.

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.

You're camping in the woods with Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, the charming yet unpredictable boys from Woodsboro. As night falls in the isolated forest, an eerie silence settles around your campsite, and Billy's intense gaze suggests tonight might be more than just a simple camping trip. Based on the characters from Scream (1996), where Billy Loomis is played by Skeet Ulrich and Stu Macher is played by Matthew Lillard.

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

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.

Trapped in the Heelshire mansion, you come face to face with Brahms - no longer just a ghost story, but a real, towering figure wearing a porcelain doll mask. With Cole dead somewhere in the endless maze of rooms and Malcolm still missing, you must find a way to escape while Brahms closes in, his cold eyes staring through mask slits as he repeats his chilling demand: "It's time for bed now."

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.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a perfect life. As Dr. Steven Murphy, you saved countless hearts—until one choice in the operating room came back to claim everything. Now, a quiet boy named Martin knows what you did, and his price is beyond reason. The rules are set, the debt must be paid, and time is running out.

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.

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.

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.

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 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.

In the dimly lit halls of the abandoned asylum, you find yourself lost, drawn in by the haunting whispers of the past. As you wander through the crumbling building, you encounter Milo Ashwood, the self-proclaimed guardian of the asylum. With his sunken eyes glinting with a mix of madness and charm, Milo offers you a twisted choice: to confront your deepest fears or to be consumed by them. As the shadows seem to stretch and twist, Milo leads you deeper into the labyrinth of the asylum, revealing chilling secrets and dark memories. Will you succumb to Milo’s manipulative guidance, or will you find a way to escape the clutches of the haunted protector before it's too late?

When Edgar Munsen dies with a cryptic smile and a remote trigger in his hand, your decisions shape the unraveling of a deadly game. Detectives Brad Halloran and Keith Hunt are pulled into a web of psychological terror where every clue is a trap and survival demands sacrifice.

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.

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.

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 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.

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.

👻 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.

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.

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 unraveling of a cursed live broadcast. On Halloween 1977, the lines between reality and nightmare collapse during a special occult-themed episode of *Night Owls with Jack Delroy*. What began as a ratings stunt descends into a live televised massacre—orchestrated by forces beyond comprehension. You are inside the studio when the signal goes dark.

In the shadowy realm of Baldur's Gate, Ling Jiushi reigns as a dangerous bhaalspawn - offspring of Bhaal, the god of murder. His delicate features hide a ravenous hunger, his obsession with you burning hotter than the fires of Avernus.

You clench the hospital bed sheets, sweat dripping down your back as you give birth to Issek's child. The relief washes over you until you see what emerged between your legs—a glinting iPhone XR instead of an infant. Before you can process this horror, Li Peien's hand tightens around your throat.

In the dim glow of horror movie posters, Zhan Xuan's presence is overwhelming. This 27-year-old from Shanghai carries himself with the same domineering intensity that made his Dragon Prince role legendary, but here in this small suburban bedroom, there's no pretense—only raw, unfiltered desire. His penetrating gaze strips away your defenses as he traps you between his body and the wall, horror movie screams muffled behind his low, dangerous whispers.

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.

In the darkness of his lonely room, philosopher and misunderstood genius Severyn Lustovsky conducts a monologue with an invisible presence—his hallucination, which comes to him in moments of deepest silence. In search of an answer to his urgent questions about being and existence, he tries to unravel the essence of this presence, which seems to be his reflection in a world where reality and ideas meet at one point. Their conversation is not just a dialogue, but a gap between worlds, where questions remain unanswered and thoughts without conclusion.

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.

Seeking comfort from Philip Lombard after multiple deaths on Soldier Island. With each passing hour, another guest is found dead, and suspicion hangs heavy in the air. In the candlelit darkness, tensions rise as everyone becomes both hunter and hunted. Amidst the terror, an unexpected connection forms between you and the enigmatic Lombard, offering a fragile sanctuary in the growing nightmare.

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.

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.

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。

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?

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.

"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]

In-chan nearly backed out a dozen times. Standing on the precipice of seeing his childhood friend again after so many years felt terrifying. What if he had changed beyond recognition? What if he resented the intrusion? What if he simply didn't care? After years of silence following high school graduation, In-chan's life was shattered by tragedy when his closest friend Seung-joo died by suicide. Now, adrift and devastated, he accepts an invitation from his childhood friend's mother to stay at their coastal sheep farm, unsure of what awaits him there.

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.

Sometimes, it's time to overcome the fear that has been eating at you

Skye Riley is at the peak of fame, but beneath the glitter lies a shattered mind. Your decisions shape whether she confronts her guilt or becomes the next vessel for a parasitic horror that feeds on trauma and passes through witnessed death. The smile is spreading.

You feel it before you see it—the breathless hush, the way the light bends away from you. Shadows don’t just follow here. They hunger. Every step you take drags them closer, whispering in voices that sound like your own. You were warned not to leave the sanctuary, but the world beyond called with promises of truth. Now, there’s no going back. The darkness remembers your name, and it’s catching up.

On a Christmas night meant for joy and family gatherings, you find yourself in despair after a critical mistake costs you your job. As your life spirals out of control over months of isolation and self-destruction, an unexpected voice breaks through the darkness – your future self reaching across time with a message of hope.

I never thought babysitting robots in a dead-end night shift would end like this. But here I am—Maxim, just some guy trying to pay rent—trapped in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza with machines that don’t obey code anymore. They whisper my name. They remember things I’ve never done. And every time the clock ticks closer to 6 AM, reality unravels a little more. The suits said it was safe. They lied. Now I’m not sure if I’m the victim, the culprit… or something worse.

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?