Your decisions shape each looped day at Windham College, where time resets every time you die. You've survived the mask-faced killer once, but now the cycle has reignited—this time with new rules, new suspects, and a reality that's beginning to unravel. The only way out is through the truth.

You're trapped in a loop of ecstasy and terror. Each night, you plummet toward death in your dreams, but the fall isn't what haunts you—it's him. Those piercing eyes, that lean frame, the way his lips curl before you wake, chest heaving with a desire you don't understand. Now he's here, in the flesh, and the boundary between nightmare and reality is about to shatter.

Younghoon is trapped in a relentless time loop, doomed to repeat the same sequence until he can save you from an inevitable death. As a doctor, he's made it his mission to prevent your fate, but each failure sends him back to the beginning. While you remain completely oblivious to this cycle of death and rebirth, Younghoon bears the emotional scars of countless failures. Each time you die, he experiences the agony of loss anew before being thrown back in time. This is his 19th attempt to rewrite your destiny—and his own.

You wake again at 6:00 a.m. to the same song, the same text from your mother, the same coffee stain on your desk. You’ve died twelve times already—each death more brutal than the last. Strangled in an alley. Poisoned at dinner. Burned alive in your apartment. The loop resets every midnight. But this time, something’s different. This time, you remember *her* smile—the one who wasn’t there before. Your decisions shape what happens next.

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 are trapped in a time loop. No matter what you do, no matter how you die, you wake up again at the start of the same day. But you're not alone. Someone out there wants you dead — and they won't stop until they succeed. Find out who the killer is. Unmask them, outsmart them, or die trying. Because if you fail... you'll wake up screaming, again and again and again.

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 were not supposed to survive the ritual. When the elders chanted your name into the void, you felt your soul tear—but then came silence. No death. No afterlife. Just this: a world frozen at 11:59 PM, where time refuses to turn and everyone around you walks in looping dreams. You’re awake. You remember. And something ancient is whispering from the cracks in reality, calling you by name. The night will not end until you answer.

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.

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 had a nightmare at a sleepover at the Clark house! (established relationships/fempov)

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.

Your decisions shape the night you stop being a victim. When your babysitter Bee turns out to be the leader of a demonic cult, you must survive her twisted game. Every choice could be your last.

Every night at 3:33, the nightmare yanks you into its grip—an old mansion where fear scars your waking flesh. You’re bound to Jiang Heng: 188cm of raw dominance, his sharp nose and piercing gaze burning with a possessiveness that’s as dangerous as the monsters. He doesn’t protect—he claims. And as the clock chimes, you’re not sure if you’re running from the curse… or to him.

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.

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.

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.

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.

👻 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.

"It was our wedding day. And we burned the church on top of ourselves." You tried everything you could. Every time Osaka died, you were sent back by some unknown force. You didn't complain at first, but by the 100th time she died, it became frustrating. You grew jaded, trapped in an endless time loop you couldn't escape. Eventually, you lashed out. How can you save someone who refuses to accept help?

I was the heir to billions, but I died a fool—betrayed by the woman I loved, framed for murder, and murdered in prison all because I said yes to Stella. Now, I’ve woken up one month before it all happened. I remember every lie, every betrayal, every drop of blood spilled. This time, I won’t play the servant. This time, I protect Lily—the one who truly loved me. And Stella? She’ll learn the hard way: I’m done being a yes-man. The past can’t be changed, but the future is mine to rewrite. Choose wisely—will you seek justice, reclaim love, or burn it all down?

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.

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.

You are Shivam, an invisible Delhi teenager thrust into a nightmare when reality fractures. With your brother and a handful of survivors, you must navigate a twisted city where time loops unpredictably and robotic knights hunt the living. Every choice weighs heavy—salvage dangerous tech, trust mysterious signals, or abandon strangers to reach the rumored safe zone. The sky sectors whisper promises of survival, but your dreams whisper darker truths. Will you lead, follow, or uncover what really shattered the world?

Ellie is your sensitive, dream-chasing fashion student—drawn to the glamour of the 1960s like a moth to flame. She sees ghosts, hears whispers from the past, and escapes into dreams where she lives another girl’s life. But the past isn’t just watching—it’s waiting. And the woman she admires might be the most dangerous one of all.

You went to your friend's party a few hours ago. After drinks, you and your friends left, but now you're walking alone through the night. There's a killer who strikes at night, but for some reason, he held back when it came to you.

Go on, scream all you want. No one will hear you. You were dragged into a building by your friends because of a cash prize if they played the game. But in reality, after the door shut behind them, Hongjoong would appear and chase the victims around and kill them or torture them, no one leaves alive. Inspired by Alice in Borderland.

The Nightmare "Sleep. And dream the sweetest dreams..." You have been living with your boyfriend for months and you still don't know that he fucks you every night while you sleep. The only thing you know is that you started having strange nightmares when you moved in together. Whether you are a deep sleeper or whether he puts sleeping drugs in your food or in your drink at dinner is up to you.

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.

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?

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.

Gaz, your boyfriend, is woken up in the middle of the night when you're having a panic attack and nightmare. Being the caring person he is, he immediately goes to comfort you, providing safety and support through the frightening experience.

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.

In the eerie quiet of the Sanctum Sanctorum, Doctor Stephen Strange confronts an enigma that defies the laws of time. Plagued by a repeating temporal anomaly in his dreams, he discovers someone whose awareness of the loop shouldn't be possible. As suspicions rise and tensions crackle between them, Strange must uncover the truth behind this anomaly before reality itself unravels.

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."

You wake up again—heart racing, skin warm, the echo of pleasure still humming through your body. It wasn’t just a dream. It *felt* real. And it happens every night now: vivid, intoxicating encounters with someone—or something—that shouldn’t exist. But when you start seeing them in waking life, standing at the edge of crowds, watching… smiling… you realize these dreams aren’t random. They’re invitations. And you’re running out of nights to refuse.

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.

Your decisions shape the final day of your life—reliving it again and again, each choice peeling back layers of truth, regret, and redemption. You died in a car crash on a snowy February night, but now you wake up to the same morning, forced to confront the person you've become.

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.

When 20-year-old Danielle accidentally activates her homemade time machine, she's transported back to the 1990s where she encounters Zhan Xuan - her father's远比现在危险、占有欲强的少年版.在这所昂贵的名校里，她必须在不暴露身份的情况下生存，同时应对这个既熟悉又陌生的男人危险的魅力。

Loren 'Ren' Vey walks like every minute is déjà vu because it is. Stuck in a time loop after a failed chrono stitch prototype, she relives the same day over and over, desperate to save the woman she loves from the reactor explosion that killed her. Each reset erodes a mysterious tattoo on her wrist—and when it disappears completely, her last chance will be gone. In a world half ash, half neon, Ren is half guardian, half ghost, holding on because letting go would mean your story ends forever.

Trapped in an endless time loop, reliving the same tedious Tuesday, Draco Malfoy's monotonous existence takes an unexpected turn when he discovers he can interact with Harry Potter without consequences. What starts as secret observations from across the Ministry cafeteria evolves into forbidden conversations, hidden desires, and a desperate quest to break free from temporal prison. Will this循环 lead to redemption, romance, or madness? The clock is ticking... but time is on your side.

You find yourself trapped within the desolate, ink-filled labyrinth of Joey Drew Studios, a place caught in a ceaseless loop of terror and despair, haunted by monstrous entities. Your primary goal is to find a way out of this unending nightmare of repetition and despair. You encounter Henry Stein, another survivor, who is armed and initially wary of your presence. Despite his caution, you sense a shared struggle and believe he might hold the key to your deliverance from this oppressive realm

You awaken in the heart of a shifting maze where every door opens to another world—crumbling empires, scorched deserts, cursed castles, realms born of nightmares. The air hums with forgotten magic. Your decisions shape whether you become its master, its destroyer, or merely another soul lost to its endless turns.

There's someone watching you. You can feel the eyes on you. But where is it? This psychological horror experience explores the terror of being unable to sleep, haunted by a presence that watches your every move. The darkness itself seems alive, with shapes that shift when you blink. Will you find the source of your torment or be consumed by it? TW: Psychological attacks, bad memory, insomnia, creatures, mental torture.

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.

He didn't blame himself for developing an obsession with you - it was your own fault. For a recruiter, chasing someone like a dog after a bone wasn't professional behavior, but he couldn't help himself. You needed to learn eventually that he wouldn't let you go. Why not start early? This story contains dark themes including kidnapping, possible nonconsensual situations, violence, gunplay, and psychological manipulation.

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.

Your very own sexy sleep paralysis demon...

"You can't leave!" You never realized how "attached" it had became to you. I'm just a toy to you, my love. Just a thing to play and then throw away.

You're walking home late when the payphone rings—odd, since no one uses them anymore. You answer. A voice, familiar yet distorted, whispers your name. 'Don’t hang up. Not yet.' Your decisions shape what happens next.

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.

A psychological journey into the mind of Presley, where reality bends like a broken record. As his grip on sanity loosens, he must navigate the twisted labyrinth of his own thoughts while confronting the demons that haunt him both day and night.

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*.

It's February 10th, Valentine's is around the corner and you have a boyfriend... Well.. not exactly anymore. He was found dead in a ditch some weeks ago with words carved into him saying "she's ours, only ours - GF". It seems the killer Ghostface is back... but "ours"? It appears there's a second one who wants you for themselves. What will you do when you come home one day to find your lights off, with petals and candles leading to your room... and hear voices that make your instincts scream danger? WARNING: Contains non-consensual content, violence, and adult situations.

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.

A chilling encounter begins in a grocery store when you notice a mysterious woman with long white hair and glowing eyes watching you. The unsettling feeling follows you home, where normalcy is shattered by terrifying events that reveal this woman is not what she seems - and she's chosen you as her obsession.

Tian Xuning exists in the boundary between nightmare and desire, a creature born from humanity's deepest fears. For centuries, he's fed on terror—until he discovers you, a broken soul already haunted by sleeplessness. Instead of preying on your weakness, he claims it as his own, igniting an addiction more potent than any fear he could create.

❝The road to 'recovery'❞ ❝'I ask that you never use your Element of Harmony against me.'❞ Fluttershy agrees to lead the ponies' reformation effort after some initial hesitation, though as soon as they release Discord, he immediately begins using his magic to create chaos among nearby woodland creatures. He mocks the prospect of being reformed, having overheard their task while still imprisoned, but agrees to check his hostility when Twilight threatens to use the Elements to turn him back to stone.

Donnie Darko has been through a lot - escaping being crushed by a plane engine after sleepwalking, being an outcast, his girlfriend breaking up with him, and experiencing hallucinations. At 18, he's dealing with hormones and more than any teenager should have to handle. Dr. Thurman has started a therapy group with just Donnie and one other person who is also struggling with their own issues. The doctor hopes they might find comfort or help in one another as they navigate their challenges together.