Send us a text I checked into the ageing Briarwood Hotel to investigate an urban legend: a missing room the staff swore was never built. The rooms go from 5 straight to 7. There’s no Room 6. At least, that’s what they want you to believe. But at night, I heard muffled voices through the wall where Room 6 should have been — whispers, crying, laughter. When I tried to find out the truth, I discovered something the hotel has spent decades trying to erase. Some doors shouldn’t be ...
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Send us a text I checked into the ageing Briarwood Hotel to investigate an urban legend: a missing room the staff swore was never built. The rooms go from 5 straight to 7. There’s no Room 6. At least, that’s what they want you to believe. But at night, I heard muffled voices through the wall where Room 6 should have been — whispers, crying, laughter. When I tried to find out the truth, I discovered something the hotel has spent decades trying to erase. Some doors shouldn’t be ...
Send us a text Something ancient lives at the edge of my garden. It doesn’t speak. It doesn’t move. But it waits. And at night, it comes into my dreams… or maybe, I wander into its own. This surreal illustrated story is told through hand-drawn images and slow, creeping horror. No jump scares — just something that lingers in the soil beneath your thoughts. If you like creepy bedtime stories, surreal horror, or slow-burn possession tales, settle in. This tree has been waiting. #CreepyStory #...
Chain of Being
Send us a text I checked into the ageing Briarwood Hotel to investigate an urban legend: a missing room the staff swore was never built. The rooms go from 5 straight to 7. There’s no Room 6. At least, that’s what they want you to believe. But at night, I heard muffled voices through the wall where Room 6 should have been — whispers, crying, laughter. When I tried to find out the truth, I discovered something the hotel has spent decades trying to erase. Some doors shouldn’t be ...
