psychological

Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.

Piecing Together The Puzzle: Directors Give Us A First Look At 'Jigsaw'
For six years and seven installments, we saw pretty much everyone get mangled, maimed, and mauled by the Saw franchise. Starting a horror revolution back in 2004, the final installment — ironically dubbed "The Final Chapter" — was just a shadow of its former glory as the series hobbled off into the distance like Dr. Gordon himself. However, seeming to round off the tales of those who were still alive, the Jigsaw case file seemed closed. Well, that was until now.
By Tom Chapman8 years ago in Horror
He Was 'Night' In Front Of Your Eyes: Did You Spot M. Night Shyamalan's 'Split' Cameo?
When you have finished picking your jaw up off the floor following that shock ending from Split, let's look back at what great Easter Eggs you might have missed. Critics certainly aren't "split" on their opinion of the film, calling it Shyamalan's greatest work in years and a return to form for the 46-year-old director, but did you spot the man himself in there too? What elevates #Split from your standard abduction #horror is its shocking, and frankly amazing, ending, including that cameo from Bruce Willis. Willis returns to his role as David Dunn from 2000's #Unbreakable, setting up not only a sequel, but a whole Shyamanlaniverse of films. I wish I could say that #MNightShyamalan's cameo does the same, but it isn't quite as memorable.
By Tom Chapman8 years ago in Horror
Yarn and Lamp Shades
She knit with what she thought was yarn but really sinew. Jewish sinew. They had somehow made her believe that she was seeing and touching and working with a softer wool for yarn.
By Alexandra F8 years ago in Horror
Suffering
Here he was, not asking for much, but asking for enough. It had been a lifetime since he set about starting his career. But yes, here he was, some 40 years later, just now reaching the end of the beginning. He heard the clack of the clock as it echoed in his ears. Each second ticked by with more urgency than the one prior. It was deafening. It was crushing. It brought to his view the dance of the young and joyful, still full of life. He wanted to murder them all. Perhaps then he would find his place in the world. He would find his meaning. In his mind, he had become an unfathomable monster, preying on the naivety of life’s uninitiated.
By db Leath8 years ago in Horror
Strange Places
The television always turned on by itself every day at ten o’clock at night. Right when Billy grew sleepy, right when his parents would be in the other room discussing their day.
By Brandon Scott8 years ago in Horror
Escapist
They thought I was crazy. That's what they said. The nerve! I had every right to do what I did. My only companion now, is here, and that is, you, this pen, this paper, this little flashlight that I use to guide my strokes.
By Kaylea D8 years ago in Horror
How Horror Helped Me Face Myself. Top Story - November 2017.
The second you tell someone you’re a horror fan usually either one of two things will happen: They’ll light up and say “me too!” They’ll give you a weird look that says “oh you’re one of THOSE people.”
By Spencer Westberg8 years ago in Horror
Monophobia
"Monophobia is the extreme or abnormal fear of being alone. Many people, as well as animals, are known to suffer from monophobia and it is not an easy fear to overcome. Monophobia is also known by other names such as Isolaphobia or Autophobia." —www.fearof.net
By Harry Riach8 years ago in Horror
Serenity Contest
Blood. All over the deck. The trail led right to...right to the body. How did everything go so crazy? When did this cruise turn into a nightmare?
By Jd Frazier8 years ago in Horror
The Dinner Party
They were all quietly sitting, waiting for dinner to begin. It was a special night for their host; her daughter’s birthday was coming and she finally agreed to come home after seven long years away. It was a night to be celebrated, if that wasn’t clear already. There were long candles decorating the middle of the table; in their intricate golden casings, they burned on into the night. A feast had been prepared, laid out in front of the guests; a glistening turkey; white, milky soup garnished with black seasoning; any vegetable or fruit one can think of laid there, waiting to be eaten. For dessert, a cheesecake; it was sitting next to the daughter’s empty chair. It was her favorite, as they had all heard at least a dozen or so times.
By Cassidy Davis8 years ago in Horror