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A Serenade for the Innocent

A series of short stories about the horrors of the material world, the fear of the unknown, and a general glimpse of the fragility of the human psyche. Witness the tales of several people as they face adversaries beyond human comprehension. Where does the monster truly lies: inside or outside? If two worlds collide, both will reign in each other's chaos. Do you place your trust in your own understanding of the world? Welcome dear visitor, welcome to a spectacle you never know of. ---- "And then I saw it. Taking his phone is not a wise decision after all. Even my jaw dropped and my brows furrowed after seeing it. I understand. The hasty beating of my heart fills my body with unfathomable chill because I completely understand now." - a short excerpt from Vol. 1, A Serenade for the Innocent

blairehawthorne · Horror
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135 Chs

Toss It All Up Here and There, so We Could End This Thing Already

The gurgling noise coming from the bottom of the glass pool began to intensify even further. While that's happening, the TV screen with Veronica's face on it slowly began to move upwards. Bubbles then began to appear all around me, which all came from something lying beneath the darkness below my constantly paddling feet. Ah, fuck. My legs hurt so fucking badly already. When will this hell be over?

"I'll see you again later once you return to the mansion, okay, Anatoly?" Veronica said while her TV screen slowly lifts into the room above us. I noticed that her broadcast is gradually becoming more blurry, while the static feedback all around increases at an unprecedented rate. "Oh, and don't kill all of them, okay? I wanna have some fun later too!" The lady on the screen uttered in a high-pitched voice as she slowly waved her hands at me with a mocking smile.