urban legend
Urban legends have captivated us from ancient eras to the modern day; a deep dive into scary lore and 'could be true' tales about Bigfoot, Slender Man, the Suicide Forest and beyond.
The Legend of Percy Vance
The rain in Alcyone didn’t wash the city; it merely redistributed the soot. It clung to the windshield of Percy Vance’s city-issued sedan, a greasy film that turned the neon signs of the District of Rust into blurred bruises. Inside the car, the heater hummed a discordant note that vibrated against the base of Percy’s skull, a precursor to the "urban tinnitus" he had begun to hear whispers about in the darker corners of the Public Works breakroom.
By Nathan McAllisterabout an hour ago in Horror
Scampi's Great Escape
The neon sign of the Inkwell bled a sickly crimson through the rain-streaked window, casting long, shadows across the scarred mahogany of our booth. The air inside tasted of stale gin, ozone, and the sour desperation that clung to every soul in Alcyone. I leaned across the table, my hands trembling so violently that the ice in my glass rattled like teeth shivering in a skull.
By Nathan McAllistera day ago in Horror
The Bauman Story
This isn’t a ghost story per se. It isn’t folklore passed down through generations. This is something President Roosevelt claimed was told to him directly by a man named Bauman. A seasoned hunter and trapper who had spent years in the unforgiving wilderness of the American frontier.
By Veil of Shadowsa day ago in Horror
Shady Vale
The Vane Foundation’s "Resilience Zone" campaign hit the streets of Alcyone at 0800 hours. It was a saturation-level event. Digital billboards across transit hubs flickered to life, displaying high-resolution renderings of a sanitized future. The District of Rust was slated for "structural optimization." The ads featured architectural schematics of new housing blocks—monolithic, white-concrete structures. The copy was written in a precise, drafting-stencil font: Harmonic Alignment for a Stable Future. Order is our Foundation.
By Nathan McAllister2 days ago in Horror
Booth 21. Content Warning.
Ban is an employee at Metro Courier in Ikeshima, tasked with investigating a growing urban legend. He was initially reluctant, considering that the subject matter differed from what he had written about. After interviewing a few people, Ban reviewed the information. Unfortunately, there was no consistent story, which may mean they made up their versions of Booth 21. Ban decided to do further research at the library.
By 3rrornightshift5 days ago in Horror
The Lizard Man of Scape Ore Swamp
This story takes us to the humid, shadow-drenched backroads near Bishopville, where the air hangs thick and the swamp water barely moves. A place where sound travels strangely. And where, in the summer of 1988, something emerged from the darkness that no one could explain.
By Veil of Shadows5 days ago in Horror
Nightfox Reports: Reach Out and Touch Someone’s Mind
With my typical wide view I have spotted some more strangeness in the news as reports have been appearing across the country for the last week or two of people getting into accidents after running out into the street and attempting to attack passing cars with their bare hands or whatever improvised weapons they could grab. Several of them have been killed, struck down by the car they attacked or another vehicle streaking by. In a couple of cases people were struck by trains while apparently attack the tracks or the train cars with axes and shovels. One elderly woman was struck by a plane at Heathrow Airport as it took off. Witnesses say she was swinging at the landing gear with a garden hoe.
By Samuel Wright5 days ago in Horror
