Predecessor
"join us," they would whispers, their voices cold and haunting like the corpse of those long since forgotten and dead in the white, unforgiving wasteland.
The Call of the Wretched Sea, Chapter 2: Below The Sun
She didn't want to remain in that haunted room; darkness dwelled there.
poem: never forget
For it still hauntes my dreams in the blackest nights. long ago long ago let all those who pasted to rest.
Corruption is Horror
The trainer with his pokémon walked up to the building, "so this is the "haunted" mansion, looks more like a haunted house to me."
Dreams of You
Why does your visage haunt me so? why do the waking hours not abolish this phantom? why do i love so much, a face that is naught but a dream?
I threw the ring away
Maybe it would never have haunted someone if it had been buried out in the forest or somewhere deserted. maybe it was doing its haunting right there, out in the open, from a house where it had no right in remaining. i sighed.
You and I
Everything else melts away no memories of a haunting past just a secluded island with you and i we're alone here.
How The Andrew Smith Stole Halloween
Everybody in costumes like having a trick or treating, haunted houses, haunted attractions, and halloween parties. everyone loved halloween. but in a federal trading commission. andrew smith who doesnt like halloween.
Danival's Winter Festival Contest 2010: Snowflower Falling
Three words i burned to say, haunting me, unsaid; bursting to be free for only thee. those years became my treasures, a waking dream with three words i yearned to scream.
Deep in the Web
haunted houses were never quite utambi's thing, but sometimes they go weirder then usual. written for frysco on fa. deep in the web by theo winters written for frysco it seemed to utambi that creating a good haunted house shouldn't be very hard.
Marionette
Why would the child's soul, which before haunting the marionette was haunting the entire restaurant, choose to take control over the marionette, the most alone character in the franchise. it sits in a box until somebody wins a prize. why?
Reintroduced to Vulnerability
Pain long forgotten staved off by the bubble that is no more tear at the flesh of the mind like a scythe fear, true terror hiding in disappointments, hurts teasing at my head as i remember what once was while i fight to keep from what was even still haunting