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Long, swirling horns coiled around its head like petrified fire. Mohammed and Susan shuddered, staring at this **incarnate hell**, as the creature's colossal shadow stretched across the walls, threatening to engulf them entirely. They took a step back, but the voice of the sheikh, the leader, cut through their fear: **Sun of the Ages:** Do not hesitate... Come closer.

He never joined the popular crowd, but he managed to survive boarding school, and whenever things got a bit much, there was always horror. It was horror that toughened him up and helped him cope with his problems, not team sports or cold showers. People often spoke disparagingly about the way horror desensitises people to violence and atrocities. Sam thought they were completely missing the point. That’s what horror was supposed to do.

She chuckled. "Nice idea! We'll watch a horror movie!" I said happily as I watched her eyes widen at the suggestion. "No! I want to watch The Vow!" She pouted. "How about Insidious? Or The Exorcism of Emily Rose?" I asked, ignoring her protests and skipping to the box to search for a good horror movie. "No!" She shouted behind me. "How about Poltergeist?" "No!" "Annabelle?" "No!" "The Grudge?" "No freaking way. I don't​ want to wet my pants. I watched it once and damn, I was so near to pissing myself. That creature, oh my God, that thing in that movie gives me nightmares."

But, Kai began to wonder what kind of horror they might be facing behind this peaceful sleep. The forest was horror on it's own, there absolutely is no way that one would pass it without facing the throb of sleep. It felt so good. It would feel as though, if you did not sleep right there and then that you would die. So it was pretty dangerous. What Kai prayed for now is that this forcefield reaches it's limit and falsifies so that he would be able to penetrate in. He cannot let them sleep in there for eternity.

" Did Adam forget that Yara was the most pampered youngest child in the Candra family? ---- Author’s note: -‘Om’ has the same meaning as uncle. -‘Tante’ has the same meaning as aunt. -Pill Kina are drugs to prevent or treat malaria (an endemic disease in eastern Indonesia) which is deadly,

He pauses before continuing with that slithering accent like something you would hear in a horror story or someplace in the darkest parts of Europe, “Have you ever wondered if the things that go bump in the night really exist? Or if they are a figment of your imagination?” Getting more creeped out by the second, I keep staring at him and then find that I can speak again. Before I utter an answer, I raise my hand up to my forehead and wipe a strand of my blonde hair out of my eyes so I can concentrate. “Sure, I have always been intrigued by the forces of darkness, but do they really exist as they do in my novels and dreams?”

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

I'm learning new things about Demons every day and it's really not anything like what I expected. 'And what did you expect?' He walked over to the coffee table and stubbed out the last of the cigarette in the ashtray. 'Oh wait, let me take a wild guess: horns, forked tails, hooves, the whole fucking Halloween costume, right? Or maybe demonic possession and little girls who spew up green vomit, spin their heads three-hundred-and-sixty degrees and who do unmentionable things with crucifixes. Am I getting closer?' I stared at him, suddenly alarmed. 'You can't do that, right? The whole possession thing?'

She dressed like she was going to a fashion show on a daily basis. Sharon had everything a girl could envy. She had everything except brains. That’s why she called me Phobia. Sometimes she called me Gloria. As long as whatever name she called had an ia at the end, she was fine with it. Like I said, her brains were either runny or they just didn’t have the necessary filings. What can I say? Sharon was just plain stupid. Yes she was very beautiful but she was also arrogant, rude and she was a bully. I mean, how do you go from Petunia to Phobia? Are you being ignored or are you just being a certified moron? ‘Phobia’

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a game world. The title "Family of Four" screamed wholesome parenting sim to me. I quietly looked around at the other players who had entered with me. A lot of them were terrified of this new environment, and several men were cursing loudly. Among the crowd, a veteran player named Mike Bates started explaining the situation. "This is an infinite horror game. The only way to clear it and revive is by getting an SSS rating. Otherwise, you will be killed by the boss." "How do you even get that kind of rating?" a college girl asked.