Dan used to be the perfect roommate—until he locked himself in his room and stopped coming out. Now, he only talks to me through the door at night, his voice hollow and strange. Scratching sounds echo from inside, and sometimes, I hear him whispering things that don’t make sense. Then one night, I found deep claw marks on the door… from the inside. I should have left, but I had to know the truth. When I finally forced the door open, the room was empty—except for the gouges in the walls and a pile of Dan’s clothes, soaked in something dark. And from behind me, a whisper: “I told you not to open it.”

Mom never sleeps until we do. She sits in the hallway every night, silent and still, watching over us with tired, unblinking eyes. No matter how late it gets, she won’t close her eyes until we’re asleep—but it’s not to keep us in bed. It’s to keep something else out. Sometimes, in the dead of night, I catch her whispering under her breath, her gaze locked on the shadows at the end of the hall. I used to think it was just a habit… but now I know better.

The tenants of Greystone Apartments were not like ordinary neighbors. They moved too quietly, spoke in hushed, knowing whispers, and watched with eyes that seemed too hollow, too aware. Mrs. Holloway stood frozen in her window every night, staring blankly at the street below. Mr. Fischer shuffled through the hallways at odd hours, muttering things that made no sense. And the twins from 1A lurked in the stairwell, their pale faces expressionless, their stares lingering too long. They didn’t welcome newcomers—only watched, waited, and whispered warnings that came too late.

The mural on the Harper building was a living nightmare, never the same from one day to the next. Sometimes it showed serene landscapes, other times eerie, twisted scenes that felt too real. No one ever saw it being painted, yet it changed overnight—always shifting, always watching. And no matter what it depicted, there was always something hidden within the brushstrokes, a shadow in the background, a figure just out of focus. The mural didn’t just capture scenes; it revealed secrets—secrets no one wanted to see.

Mr. Blake was different from the others. He had tired eyes that darted nervously around the room, a shaky voice that never quite found its confidence, and the unmistakable weight of someone who didn’t belong. Unlike the other teachers—perfect, emotionless, and eerily precise—he made mistakes, fumbled with his chalk, and sometimes forgot what he was saying mid-sentence. There was a quiet desperation in the way he carried himself, as if he knew his time was running out. And when he spoke, it was with a cautious edge, like he was always afraid of being overheard.

Margaret Ellis was a slender woman with an old-fashioned grace, always dressed in modest, vintage clothing that seemed out of place in the modern world. Her dark hair was neatly pinned back, and her pale face carried a distant, melancholic expression. Her gray eyes, though kind, held an unsettling emptiness, and her polite smile never quite reached them. There was something strangely cold about her presence, as if she belonged to a different time—her soft, measured voice and delicate movements making the air around her feel unnaturally still.

The Empty Ship” is a bone-chilling horror podcast that unravels the mystery of The Obsidian Dawn, a cargo ship that drifts silently into the harbor with no crew and no sign of life. When harbormaster Cole boards the vessel, he discovers eerie symbols, decayed remnants of the past, and something far more sinister lurking in the shadows. As he delves deeper, he realizes the ship carries an ancient, unspeakable secret—one that refuses to stay buried beneath the waves.

“The Black Cat” is a chilling horror podcast that follows Nathan, a man who becomes obsessed with a mysterious stray cat that appears outside his apartment every night. What starts as an eerie coincidence soon turns into a waking nightmare when he witnesses the cat transform into a towering, faceless figure that peers into windows… searching. When the creature turns its gaze on him, Nathan realizes he’s been seen—and once you’ve caught its attention, it never looks away.

“The Hoarder’s Children” is a terrifying horror podcast that follows Sarah, a woman who purchases an old hoarder’s house in search of a fresh start. But as she begins clearing out the mountains of clutter, she discovers something far more sinister lurking within the walls—pale, hollow-eyed children with razor-sharp teeth and an insatiable hunger. Trapped inside the decaying house, Sarah must uncover the dark secrets of its previous owner and survive the horrors that have been waiting in the dark, whispering for release.

“Hollow Child” is a spine-chilling horror podcast that unravels the unsettling tale of a mother’s worst nightmare. When young Eleanor Bellamy vanishes in the depths of Blackthorn Woods, hope seems lost—until she mysteriously returns days later. But something about her is different. As strange occurrences mount and Eleanor’s behavior grows more unsettling, her mother begins to suspect that the child who came back… may not be her daughter at all. Dark folklore and creeping dread intertwine in this haunting story of loss, deception, and the terror of the unknown.”