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The Evil Within (Justin Seagraves fanfic) FINISHED

Characters:

Justin: (guy in picture, male, 20's or 30's, brown or black hair, and brown eyes)

Christmas: (Female, 28, blonde hair, and brown eyes)

Max: (Female, 26, Red/orange hair, and green eyes)

Chapter 1: It's still here...

It was a rainy Friday and Justin, (who is the main manager of the Washoe Club in Virginia City, Nevada), was giving a tour just like he does any other day. But this day, was different. As he was walking up to the second floor to show the two friends, Max and Christmas the Ballroom, he immediately stops by the entrance, and stares blankly into space. This worries Christmas so she walks next to him and lightly taps his shoulder, and says, "Hey, you ok?". He then blinks and snaps out of it. " Yeah sorry. Just kinda zoned out. Let's continue", he says as he begins walking into the famous Ballroom, with the two swiftly following behind, taking pictures along the way.

Once the two girls were showed the Ballroom and the remaining parts of the second floor, they venture up to the third floor where a lot of activity is said to take place. Once there, they walk for awhile, getting shown the different rooms and getting told their history along with any pictures or evp's, until they reached, the infamous Redroom. Upon entering, Max starts feeling sick and hearing ringing in her right ear. "Hey Christmas, I'm starting to feel a bit unwell". This causes concern for her best friend, so she turns and says, " Are you ok? Do you need to step out for a minute?". Max shakes her head. "I think I'll manage. Besides, we're a team right?". She says as she smiles at Christmas causing her to smile as well.

After about 10 or so minutes of getting told the history and being shown some eerie pictures that were taken in the room, Justin being in front of them, says, "It will follow you home". The two girls stop and look at each other with a confused look. 'Why would he say something like that?' They brush it off and continue with the rest of the tour. Little did they know, unimaginable things were about to happen.

End of Chapter 1.

Chapter 2: "It followed me home"...

In the past, Max and Christmas haven't seen or really even heard of anything "paranormal" in their lives. Yeah sure, Christmases grandparents may have died in her house when she was little, (which the two best friends now both share together), but there was never anything out of the ordinary, like the things you would see on scary movies or tv shows. That was, until they stepped foot into the Washoe Club. Upon entering the old historic building, they both began to feel a heaviness and even start to believe in the paranormal.

Shortly after getting finished with their tour, the 3 of them go back down to the first floor and enter the bar area. Max however, goes to the bathroom since she still isn't feeling well from the Redroom, which leaves Christmas and Justin. Christmas walks over and sits on one of the bar stools, and leans her head in her hand on the counter. "Hey Justin?", she says looking over at the man. "Have you ever personally witnessed anything paranormal while working here?" Justin looks over to the girl and says, "Yeah, actually"..."Care to share?". This causes Justin to narrow his eyes and shake his head almost as if a thought had came into his head. "It's something I don't really like talking about". " If you don't mind me asking, why?". She stares at him for a little while, while waiting for an answer.

Suddenly, he walks over and sits down next to her. "It followed me home". She then puts her arm flat on the table. Shocked. " What did?" He looks at her, almost like he was afraid of telling her. "The evil". She looks at the front, where the drinks were. " You mean, like a spirit?" She says then looking back at the man. He shakes his head. "It's something more than that. Its powerful". She then stares at him (again), wondering if, maybe coming to this place wasn't such a good idea. Soon after, Max comes out and sits at one of the other stools next to her best friend. Some things are better left unsaid.

End of Chapter 2

Chapter 3: The incident...

"So what'd I miss?" Max asks her friend excitedly. "Oh nothing much. Justin here was just telling me a story of sorts". She stops and looks at Max who is starting to smirk at her. "Was it just a story?" She said in a teaseful tone. Christmas can't believe what Max is doing right now, so she pulls her aside. "Girl, why are you acting so weird? Is it something I said?" Max shakes her head and puts her hand on her shoulder. "You likeeeee him" Christmases eyes widen and she immediately takes her hand off and scoffs. "Bro, he's one of the tour guides. Why would I like someone like that?" Max clicks her tongue and shakes her head with a smile. "I see the way you look at him. It's soooo obvious". Christmas looks away a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, cause I'm just, you know, seeing what he's doing". Max giggles and walks back to the bar area where Justin is on his phone.

An hour went by of the three talking to each other, so they decide to take out their sleeping bags and cameras for the night. The girls sleep next to each other while Justin, sleeps a little further away from them (for uh yk privacy reasons). However, later that night, Justin gets awoken by what looks to be one of his older friends walking up to the second floor into the Ballroom. He gets up, puts his hat on, gets his phone light out, and walks towards the stairs where the mysterious figure had previously gone. When he entered the massive room and shines his light around, he realized that no one was there and that his mind must have been playing tricks on him. Though, as he goes to leave, he sees a black shadow like figure appear in front of him and go through him. He drops his phone and falls onto the old wooden floor. He passed out.

The next morning, the girls wake up and check the time. 9:30 A.M. So they decide to get breakfast at one of the places in town. After they finish, they take the time to walk around the beautiful historic town. When they come back to the Washoe Club, they see Justin coming downstairs from finishing a tour. However that wasn't the weirdest part. He had a bloody nose. So upon seeing this, Christmas, being the most worried for him, goes to him and asks, "Oh my god Justin, are ok?" He makes a confused look. "What do you mean? I'm fine" She shakes her head and pulls out her phone to show him his reflection. His face turns to shock. "Wow, I guess I never noticed". She then puts a hand on his shoulder. " Justin if someone hur-" "No one hurt me Christmas, I'm fine". She removes her hand. " Ok, well I'll uh let you get cleaned up and then we can watch that footage from last night, alright?" She says calmly. He nods and walks to one of the bathrooms. A short while later, they all three check the footage and don't really see anything. That is, until around 2:45 A.M where the girls see Justin get up and go to the second, only to never come back down. Max seeing this, backs away from the computer and looks at the man. "So Justin, care to tell us why you went upstairs in the middle of the night?"

Silence. "Justin" she says, snapping a finger in front of him. He looks up at her. Confused. "What?" "I said, care to tell us why you went upstairs in the middle of the night?". He looks back at the computer. "Oh that. Well you guys probably aren't going to believe me but", He looks to the girls, "I saw one of my older friends walk up to the Ballroom. So I followed them. Turns out, there was no one up there. Must have just been my imagination playing tricks on me" After hearing this, Max says, "So then why didn't you come back down after?". He takes a moment before saying, "I guess I was too tired to come back, so I slept up there". Max didn't believe him and Christmas was starting to worry about him. Why was he not telling the truth? Is something happening to him?

End of Chapter 3

Chapter 4: Betrayal?...

Later that day, the girls are on mindlessly scrolling on their phones in the bar area, when Christmas sees Justin walking up to the second floor. So, she does what any nice person would do. She slightly gets up, waves and says, "Hi". But Justin, just continues walking up the stairs, ignoring her.

Christmas noticing this, sits back down on the stool and says, "Did you see that?" Max looks up from her phone and says "See what?" Christmas then looks to the stairs. "I saw him. Justin, walking up the stairs, so I said hi, and he didn't say anything back" Max looks at the stairs then back at her and smiles. "Aww are you sad your crush isn't noticing you?" Christmas looks at her in disbelief and says, "Max I'm being serious. Something is wrong with Justin. I'm worried about him" Her friend shakes her head and looks back at her phone. "I'm sure its nothing. Besides, he probably didn't hear you". Christmas sighs and looks back at the stairs one last time. "I hope your right" Maybe nothing is wrong. Maybe all of this is just a trick of the mind.

End of Chapter 4

Chapter 5: Seeing things...

During that evening when the girls come back from having dinner at one of the restaurants in town (with takeout) and everyone in town cleared out, they see Justin coming out from where the spiral stair case is. They both say hi and he says hi while they sit down in the common area where the Crypt is. After talking and telling each other stories from their past, Max brings up the incident earlier. "So Justin, I don't know if you remember this but uh Christmas here," She lightly nudges her friend, "was a little upset that you didn't say hi to her when you were going up to the second floor". Christmas begins to turn a bit red.

He looks at Christmas, then back to Max. "I wasn't even in the building during that time. I was over at the Union". Christmas looks at him confused. "How is that even possible? I saw you. You were wearing your hat and everything". He takes a bite of his food and says, "Are you sure it was me?" She nods. "Same outfit and everything. Although, the hat you were wearing was backwards". Justin sighs and looks to his left. "I think you were seeing things, Christmas. I wasn't here". "But Justin I-" "No" he growls while getting up. "You don't know what your talking about". Then he turns and walks outside.

The girls sit there. Dumbfounded by what just happened. The blonde gets up. "Where are you going?" Max says worried. She looks at her friend. "Something's wrong with him Max, and I'm not gonna sit around and do nothing". She says walking toward the direction Justin had just went. Once Christmas reached the outdoor area outside the Spiral Staircase, she sees him, standing in a still position, just like he did at the entrance to the Ballroom. "Uh Justin, look about earlier I-" "Christmas, stop!" "Huh?" She says confused. He turns around slowly. His gaze at the ground, before finally meeting hers. She squints her eyes (due to him wearing a hat) and notices that he's smiling and that there is almost what looks to be blood tears running down from his eyelids. Did someone or something hurt him?

End of Chapter 5

Chapter 6: What's happening?..

"Christmas, stop!" Max yells at she runs to pull her friend away from the busy road. Once she's pulled away from the street, Max scaredy asks, "Christmas, what are you doing?! You could've been hit by a car!". Christmas stands there in a confused state. "I, uh, what?" Max then looks behind them towards the building then back to her. "Is something wrong? Why did you come out here?"

"It's nothing" She says crossing her arms and looking away. Max then grabs her arm to redirect her attention. "Christmas, this whole thing is not nothing! You were about to cross the street! And you were talking to someone! Who were you tal-" "It's nothing, Max! Leave it alone!" She snaps, getting out of Max's grip. Max raises her hands in defeat. "Ok, ok. Sorry. Look. Why don't we just go back inside, alright? Whatever you saw or think you saw, almost got you killed. Just remember that". Max growls.

She nods and they both head back inside. Once back in the building, Max walks to the Common Area in the Museum and Christmas, walks to one of the bathrooms with her arms crossed and her head down. Upon entering the bathroom, she walks over to the sink, turns the faucet on, and splashes water on her face. She then turns the faucet off and puts her arms on either side of the sink. She stands like that for a couple of seconds. Thinking. "What's happening to me?". When she finally looks up, she sees her reflection. Tears are starting to form in her eyes. So she grabs one of the towels to dry her face off. Then she backs up to the wall behind her, and slowly sinks down it onto the floor, with her face hiding in her knees. This place, is not what it seems.

End of Chapter 6

Chapter 7: Scared...

Staying in the bathroom for that long was starting to cause concern for Justin since he wasn't informed of what had taken place earlier. So he walks over to the redhead. "Hey Max, is everything alright with Christmas?". She glances up at him. Almost like she was mad at him. "No actually". She says putting her phone down. " She was almost killed, Justin. About to cross the road, all cause she thinks, she saw someone. But I guess that was all in her head". His eyes move from left to right trying to come up with an explanation as to what she was talking about. "Who was she talking to?" Max looks away. "She won't tell me. Says it's all 'nothing'". "Do you think I could go try and talk to her?" She shrugs her shoulders and Justin turns and walks over to the door to the bathroom in which Christmas was in.

He knocks. "Christmas, are you ok in there? Max told me a little bit about what happened". Silence. Then all of a sudden, he hears the door unlock, and he slowly backs away from the door. When it opens, she looks up at him and he can instantly tell that she was crying. As she starts walking away from him, Justin grabs her arm. "What's wrong Christmas? Why are you crying?". She stands there and then turns to look at him. "I don't wanna talk about it. Just, leave me alone." She says, getting her arm out of his with a hick in her voice. She then crosses her arms (again). The next thing you know, more tears are forming in her eyes. She tries looking away from him. Seeing Justin in front of her, unharmed, made her happy. But it also made her scared since she doesn't know what's happening.

"Hey," he says calmly, bringing up his right thumb to catch a tear that was beginning to roll down her face. She uncrossed her arms and looked up at him. He starts smiling. So, she hugs him. "Woah!". He says surprised, but then hugs back. "Christmas, whatever or whoever you saw out there wasn't real, ok? I'm ok". She sniffles and slowly walks a little out of the embrace, with red, puffy eyes. Justin moving his hands to sit in his pockets. "I, I saw you, Justin. Remember when me and M-max came back with takeout and she was explaining how you didn't say hi to me when I waved to you? You I don't know, you just, snapped at me, and stormed off outside" He nods, hinting for her to continue. "So I ended up following you. When I got outside, you were just standing there. You weren't moving or anything. Until I was about to apologize"

More tears started threatening to spill. "When you, when you did finally turn around, I couldn't get a good look at your face cause of your dang hat, but when you did manage to look at me, y-your eyes Justin," She wiped away a tear. "It almost looked like you were crying blood. And you were smiling at me. Next thing I knew, Max was screaming at me, telling me what in the world I was doing. She was so upset and scared. And I-I didn't even know what to do, o-or even how I managed to get that close to the street. Justin, please, tell me you have some clue as to what's going on". He nods and catches another tear. "It's one of the entities here Christmas. They're just playing some sick joke on you. Look," He says pointing to his eyes. "Do you see any blood?" She looks into his brown eyes and sees no signs of blood or anything. "Just, if you think anything like that is going to happen again, just get Max or myself, ok?" She nods and hugs him again. He hugs back and then rests his head on hers that's in his chest, and rubs her back with his free hand, in a comforting manner. Maybe everything is fine.

End of Chapter 7

Chapter 8: Scratched...

The two disembark from the embrace and Christmas wipes away a tear and looks away in embarrassment. "I'm uh sorry, Justin" He puts a hand on her shoulder. "Its ok Christmas. I understand what you saw scared you". She nods. "I think we should get back. Max is probably worried about me". When the two finally get back, Max looks at them. "You two sure took your sweet time". "Uh, yeah we were um just talking. About stuff" She says scratching her head. Max smiles. "Well, if you two are done, I'd actually like to talk about what happened, if that's, you know, ok with you Christmas". She looks away. "I think she needs to process all of this. Besides, she doesn't know what the entities are capable of doing. Not like I do" Justin says. Max, being the skeptic that she is, doesn't really trust Justin. Ever since the two arrived at The Old Washoe, he hasn't really told them much about the things some of the spirits can do. Other than scratching and pushing people.

Nightfall soon comes, and the girls pitch out their sleeping bags to get ready for the night. Max however, wants to try and stay up to see if Justin would do anything odd like he did a couple of nights ago. But being overly tired, she doesn't. Later that night, Christmas is awoken to what sounds like someone walking on the second or third floor. Its weird since her, Max and Justin should be the only three people in the building. Curiosity gets the better of her. She gets her phone and puts on one of Max's sweatshirts that she isn't using and heads for the stairs. But just as she reaches the first step, she hears Justin almost like grunt in his sleep. She sighs and walks over to make sure he's ok. "Probably just a bad dream" she whispers to herself. Then she turns around and heads upstairs. When walking up the stairs, she gets an uneasy feeling. Almost as if there are things watching her. After getting to the top of the stairs on the third floor, its dead silent. She walks around for a bit, shining her phone light. Around 5 minutes go by and she somehow ends up in the Redroom. "There's nothing bad in here. I think they're just giving this room a bad reputation". Suddenly, as she's turning to leave, she feels a painful sting on her back. " Ow! What the f***!?".

As a result of whatever that was, she runs back downstairs, almost tripping here and there. Once she gets back to the first floor, she sees that Max and Justin are still asleep. "Wow, guess they're heavy sleepers". Since both of them are still asleep, she heads back into the bathroom to try and figure what that pain is on her back. She goes in, locks the door, and gets her phone out to take a picture. 'SNAP'. She looks at the picture. Three angry, red scratch marks go down her back. "Justin did mention something known to scratch people" she thinks quietly out loud. Afterwards, she heads back out into the Common Area and goes back to sleep. Morning soon comes, and Christmas wakes up to her back aching and rain pouring outside. But, no sign of Justin or Max. She gets up and walks around. "Max?! Justin!?". No answer. For that reason, she goes back on her sleeping bag and goes on her phone to pass the time by. 20 minutes pass and she hears the door by the Spiral Staircase open and close quickly. She looks over and hears Justin and Max talking while coming into the Common Area, with a bag. "Hey, where'd you guys go?" "Oh we went to get breakfast" Max says holding up a brown paper bag. After the two get dried off from running in the rain, they all have breakfast together. Nothing like a rainy morning to get a weird incident started.

End of Chapter 8

Chapter 9: The demon...

Once everyone finished breakfast, the girls decided to go for a walk around the small town again, while Justin would stay at the Washoe in case anyone stopped by. "Hey Justin, me and Max are gonna go for a walk around town. Did you wanna come?" He looks up from his phone. "Huh, uh no thanks. I'm gonna stay here in case anyone wants to pop in. You two have fun. And be safe". He smiles and Max grabs Christmas's arm. "Ok dadddd". Then, they were gone. He sighs and goes up to the second floor into the Ballroom where he had passed out after seeing a black shadow figure pass through him. He sits down in the middle of the big room and closes his eyes. He sits like that for what feels like an eternity until he hears the two downstairs come in laughing. He gets up and goes back down to see what all the cam motion is about. The two friends are sitting next to each other, laughing at what looks to be a video on their phone. The blonde looks up. "Oh, hey Justin" He smiles. "I heard you two laughing, so I thought I would down to see". "Oh my god you have to show him, Christmas!" "Ok, ok, Justin come here". He walks over and she shows him the video to which he starts cracking up.

Later that day, the girls (acting like fangirls) bring Justin along with them around the town again. They talk and laugh until they see that there isn't a whole lot of people out. There has been a theory that everyone leaves the town around 5 or 6 p.m cause its so haunted. Or maybe its cause half the people that were there were tourists and had to leave. Nevertheless, the three go back to the Washoe. After they came back, Christmas's back started to bother her and Max took notice of this. "Hey, are you ok?" She nods. "Its just my back has been hurting me". She looks around. "Want me to check?" Christmas bites her lip. If she does show Max, she'll be questioned for sure. "I don't know if that's a good idea Max" "Come on". Christmas sighs and shrugs her shoulders. "Ok". So Max walks over to her and slowly pulls up her shirt to reveal three red scratch marks going down her back. "Oh my god Christmas, did you rub up against something?" Silence. Then she says, "I may have gone up to the Redroom last night, and I may or may not have been scratched by a spirit" Max clicks her tongue. "Why didn't you tell me or Justin earlier?" "I didn't wanna worry you guys. Especially you, Max".

They both decide to keep it a secret as to not worry Justin even though, he's seen and heard people get scratched all the time while working here. Night comes, and just like every other night the girls get their sleeping bags out for the night and head to sleep. That is, except for Justin, who has been having night terrors. 5 minutes pass since the girls went to sleep and he's just not having it. He gets up and goes to the Redroom. Due to what Christmas was telling him, he knew that the "dark thing" that is known for scratching and pushing people, was what caused her to almost cross the street and get killed. As he enters the room, he smells sulfur (which means there's a dark spirit), and feels a heaviness fall on him. He sits by the back facing the hallway, when he begins to hear noises. "If you're the thing that caused Christmas to almost cross the street the other day, can you make a noise? Speak, so I can hear you?" Nothing. Then suddenly he hears a whisper in his ear. Its hard to make out at first, but then it says it again, louder for him to hear. "yOu'Re MiNe!" Then he feels a sharp pain in his chest, almost as if something is stabing him which causes him to make pained noises. Yeah sure, he's had something follow him home, but never anything like this. Then his nose begins bleeding and his vision goes blurry. Soon after, he passes out. Never mess with the darkness.

End of Chapter 9

Chapter 10: "I'm sorry"...

The next morning, the girls wake up, to see that Justin, is nowhere in sight. They look around the floor they are on but, to no avail. Christmas, becomes immediately concerned since she and Max have noticed that he's been acting different and well, she cares about him a lot. "Max, something's wrong" "Maybe he just went to get breakfast or something, right?". She looks around, thinking. "Maybe". But little did they know, that the man they were so desperately looking for, was upstairs, in the Ballroom.

*Earlier*

It had to be around 3 in the morning when Justin regained consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the wood floor beneath his head was stained with blood. He sits up and takes his phone out to check. To his surprise, he had no concussions that he could see. His nose had dried up, but it was still visible that it had bled at sometime. However when he goes to try and leave the room, he feels that same stabing pain from earlier and falls onto on of his knees with his head down. Then, he can barely see what looks like blood dripping onto the floor below him. His puts his finger to where his nose has been bleeding, but, that wasn't the culprit. It was coming from his eyes. He blinks quickly for a second, trying to understand what was happening. As he gets up, he feels something. Something taking control of his body and mind. Then, nothing.

*Back to present*

Time goes by and the two still haven't heard or seen Justin anywhere. So as the sun is going down, they decide to go ask around the town. Not even 20 minutes of being out there, and Christmas was starting to really worry. "Max, I'm scared. What if something happened to him?" She was now starting to panic so Max pulls her to the side and puts her hands on her shoulders to try and calm her down. "Christmas, its ok, he's ok. Just breath" she says breathing in and out slowly. Christmas follows her instructions and copies her. "Thanks" "No problem. Let's try and find someone before it gets dark" Christmas nods and they walk around. Sadly however, no one has seen him except for when he was with the two girls. After about an hour of trying to find someone else, they just head back to the building since it was dark, and there wouldn't be anyone out anymore. They lock the building up and decide its best to try and get some sleep for night.

Christmas, just can't shake the feeling that he's actually still in the building and they didn't bother to look around more. While Max is still asleep, Christmas goes into the bar area to find a weapon just in case. She finds a knife. Next, she goes and grabs her phone and begins to walk up the stairs to the second floor. Once she reached the top of the stairs, she looks to her right towards the Ballroom, but couldn't quite see anything. So she shines her light into the room, and sees a silhouette of someone sitting on their knees facing away from the entrance to the room. As a result of this, she quietly walks into the massive room, making sure to not cause any noise. She looks around and on closer inspection of the mysterious person, it turned out to be Justin. Sitting on his knees, his arms in his lap, his head down and his eyes closed. "J-justin?" She says coming closer. All of a sudden, his head perks up and he slowly gets up, his arms now at his sides. Then, just like what happened outside, he turns and looks to her. His eyelids spilling blood down his cheeks and a smile appearing on his face. She hesitantly takes a couple of steps backwards. "What's wrong Christmas? I thought you would be glad to finally see me". His voice sounded like Justin's. Or so she thought.

She takes another step back before accidentally falling. "Agh!" She says shocked. This gives him time to get closer. While she's still on the ground, Justin kneels down in front of her. This allows her to get a good look at him. His once brown eyes are now a tint of black, while there is now red lines staining his cheeks. And that smile. He tilts his head. "Aw, don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. Yet. I'm sure Justin wouldn't want that". He gets up and turns around. She's mad now. This demon, or whatever is harboring his body is taunting her. She takes her knife out and runs at him with it. As she raises her hand to try and stab him, he turns around and grabs her arm, hard, causing her to drop the knife, and kicks her in the stomach to get her to fall. And fall she does. "I told you I wouldn't hurt you. But I guess you just want to be" he sneers. But as he goes to pick up the knife that dropped, he hears someone yell, "Stop!". He looks to the voice, and it's Max. At the entrance to the Ballroom with a gun. "I'll shoot!" He smiles again and looks at Christmas. But just as he's about to charge towards Max, Christmas grabs the knife and stabs him in the shoulder which in turn, causes him to fall. "LEAVE HIM ALONE, YOU DEMON!" She yells, starting to punch him. He lays there. Laughing. Then he pushes her off with such force, she gets knocked out by whatever she ends up getting hit against.

Max doesn't know what to do. Actually she does. She shoots the ground in front of him as a warning. He looks to where she shot then back to her. "What do you think your going to do? Shoot me?" He smirks. "I will if you give me no choice!" "If you do, think about how SHE'LL feel. Losing someone so important to her". He says glancing to the blonde on the ground. Her eyes widen and her hand begins to lower. She didn't think that Christmas actually liked him like that. She stands there. Pondering what to do. Then she sees Christmas begin to get up with a hand on her head. So she runs to her and hugs her. "Oh my god your ok!" "She will be" she backs up a bit. "Huh?" Max looks and sees Christmas smiling and pointing behind her. When she does, she feels something sharp pierce her skin and liquid beginning to pour from her neck. Justin had just slashed her. He played a trick to make it look as though Christmas got up, but really, she didn't. The redhead falls to the ground, choking on her own blood. Justin clicks his tongue. And turns around. "Too easy" he says beginning to laugh. But little did he know, Christmas sadly was conscious during that whole thing. And he forgot about the gun she had. So she crawls, picks the gun up, and stands. She looks up to the man, then back down at the gun. Then she slowly raises her armed hand, faces away and shoots. 'BANG'. Someone falls to the ground. She opens her eyes, and there Justin is, on the ground. And so, she drops the gun and runs to him. "Justin!" She flips him over so his head is laying in her lap while he's passed out.

Luckily, she only shot him in the leg. While she's dialing 911, she sees him slowly open his eyes. His natural brown color is back. He looks over to her and faintly says, "I'm sorry". She smiles. "It's ok, It's ok" she says, beginning to cry and putting his forehead to hers. Before she knows it, ambulances and police arrive and wheel Max away on a tarped gurny and Justin into one of the ambulances. Later, one of the detectives comes and asks her, "What happened here miss?" She doesn't say anything. She just stares at the spot where Justin laid. Everything happened all at once. She lost her best friend and could've lost Justin too. So since he doesn't get an answer, he gets up and walks away back to the rest of the police. After an hour, they all leave and she stays. A little over 30 minutes go by, and she goes to wash up. After that, she decides to go to sleep. But she can't. Instead, she cries herself to sleep. At the loss of her best friend, Max. This place will make a monster out of you

End of The Evil Within

So you might be wondering, why? Well cause of my imagination and brain actually. So I had an idea in my head like, what if, Justin, gets possessed by one of the more evil and dark spirits causing him to act different? Reason is, is because he works at the Washoe Club in Virginia City which is one of the most haunted places in America, and is said to hold evil in its walls.

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I have not been in contact with the entity today I wanted but it didn’t make a sound…

Whether that’s the truth or if it because I— forgot, no one will know.

Well the entity does but they don’t know how to communicate that to yall yet sooo

I will however try to honestly have something done the next couple days I will stop with promising specific times, just focus on making promised actions!

Sooo I decided that I would be telling all of my paranormal stories here! Just cause I am lazy and think that this suits my needs best.

I just want to talk about it to someone cause honestly my brain is fried, for a plethora of reasons, maybe one day I’ll feel comfortable enough to tell someone who’s to say.

But bottom line I feel like I need start something today I am to tired to be creative beyond brainstorming, so I’ll just tell every paranormal thing that’s happen to me?

But with style

If I can actually be spooopy or not is yet to be said.

is…this real?

So that’s what this tag means. You can believe it or not I’m not here to like get a following, tumblr is the one place I think is the one place I can be the most authentic the next three years

I guess my first would be when I asked my dice I bought specifically to write a two player dnd campaign. That involves the entity that communicates to me through sound

1-3 is a yes while 4-6 is a no.

I got a 4

It’s like sheesh fine dice, calling me out like that, well let the first day be tomorrow.

Fan of Cryptids, Supernatural, Paranormal, Aliens, etc.

If you've never given horror fiction podcasts a try...here is my list. Perfect in the dark!

Reposting from this beautiful podcast post on reddit

All credit goes to u/Tinnis_

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As we come into October, you might want to check out some Horror fiction audio podcasts!

Narrated or dramatized fictional stories between 20 mins to an hour, released for free either weekly or more intermittently.

Includes both standalone short story anthologies or continuous series.

Full list below, sorted A-Z, with genre/format notes and show descriptions.

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My personal top suggestions would be:

Short stories: Pseudopod; Knifepoint Horror; Nightmare Magazine; Tales to Terrify

Series: The White Vault; The Magnus Archives

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If new to podcasts, I would recommend using (free): Podcast Addict (Android); Overcast (iOS)

Feel free to share your own favorite shows or specific episodes.

Enjoy!

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Alice isn't dead - sci-fi / horror, series

A truck driver searches across America for the wife she had long assumed was dead. In the course of her search, she will encounter not-quite-human serial murderers, towns literally lost in time, and a conspiracy that goes way beyond one missing woman.

Chilling Tales for Dark Nights - horror, standalone

Chilling Tales for Dark Nights is a horror fiction anthology podcast, with each weekly episode featuring several creepy tales from talented authors, brought to life by professional voice actors, and accompanied by SFX and music. ('Simply Scary Podcasts' network)

Dark Dice - horror / fantasy, series, rpg

Dark Dice is a horror actual-play D&D podcast that uses immersive soundscapes to create an added layer of immersion. Six travelers embark on a journey into the ruinous domain of the nameless god. They will never be the same again. (Features the initial six voice cast from 'The White Vault')

Darkest Night - horror, series

Darkest Night is a binaural audio drama that places you, the listener, at the center of a recovered memory that sounds as though it’s happening around you in real time. Each chapter delves into the last memories of the recently deceased, slowly revealing a horrifying master plan. Who is weaving this master conspiracy, and what is their ultimate goal?

Down Below the Reservoir - horror, standalone

A horror podcast series from creator & writer Graham Tugwell.

Hellfire Fables - horror, arcing, series

A weekly fictional adventure into the weird, tragic, and obscene.

Horror Hill - horror, standalone

A multiple story, horror-themed audio storytelling podcast, spun off from Chilling Tales for Dark Nights and its popular YouTube channel of the same name. The show stars voice actor / illustrator Jason Hill, and the hand-picked work of dozens of accomplished independent and previously-published contributing authors. ('Simply Scary Podcasts' network)

King Falls AM - sci-fi / horror, series

King Falls AM centers on a lonely little mountain town's late-night AM talk radio show and its paranormal, peculiar happenings and inhabitants.

Knifepoint Horror - horror, standalone

Tales of supernatural suspense by Soren Narnia.

Nightlight - horror, standalone

Creepy stories with full audio production written by Black writers and performed by Black actors. So scary it’ll make you want to leave your night light on.

Nightmare magazine - horror, standalone

Edited by bestselling, award-winning anthologist John Joseph Adams, NIGHTMARE is a digital magazine of horror and dark fantasy. In its pages, you will find all kinds of horror and dark fantasy, from zombie stories and haunted house tales, to visceral psychological horror. Every month NIGHTMARE will bring you a mix of original fiction and reprints, and featuring a variety of authors: from the bestsellers and award-winners you already know to the best new voices you haven't heard of yet. When you read NIGHTMARE, it is our hope that you'll see where horror comes from, where it is now, and where it's going. The NIGHTMARE podcast, produced by Grammy Award-winning narrator and producer Stefan Rudnicki of Skyboat Media, is presented twice a month, featuring original audio fiction and classic reprints.

Nocturnal transmissions - horror, standalone

NOCTURNAL TRANSMISSIONS is a fortnightly podcast featuring inspired performances of short horror stories, both old and new, by voice artist Kristin Holland. Short stories and mutterings from the wrong side of midnight.

Old Gods of Appalachia - horror, arcing series

In the mountains of central Appalachia, blood runs as deep as these hollers and just as dark. Since before our kind knew these hills, hearts of unknowable hunger and madness have slumbered beneath them. These are the oldest mountains in the world. How dare we think we can break the skin of a god and dig out its heart without bringing forth blood and darkness? Old Gods of Appalachia is a horror-anthology podcast set in the shadows of an Alternate Appalachia, a place where digging too deep into the mines was just the first mistake.

On a Dark, Cold Night - horror, standalone

On a Dark, Cold Night is the ideal podcast for horror-lovers with insomnia; a creepy friend to tell you bedtime/ghost stories. The podcast involves Your Narrator telling you a spine-chilling yet soothing ghost story every week. Launched in January, 2018, the show is written, performed and produced by Kristen Zaza.

On the Threshold - sci-fi / horror, arcing series

Human understanding of the cosmos is like a tiny, flickering candle. This podcast follows Phil Glazer as he chases down accounts of those who have wandered to the edge of the candlelight, and becomes drawn ever further into the shadows himself.

Pseudopod - horror, standalone

You’ve found the world’s premier horror fiction podcast. For over a decade, Pseudopod has been bringing you the best short horror in audio form, to take with you anywhere. We pay our authors professional rates for original fiction and we reach more people every week than any other short fiction horror market. (Backlog feeds https://redd.it/hx5tp2)

Scary Stories Told in the Dark - horror, standalone

A multiple story, horror-themed audio storytelling podcast, spun off from Chilling Tales for Dark Nights and its popular YouTube channel of the same name. The show features master storyteller Otis Jiry, often whimsically referred to by his fans as "The White Morgan Freeman," and the work of dozens of independent and previously-published contributing authors. ('Simply Scary Podcasts' network)

Shadows at the Door - horror, standalone

From Shadows at the Door Publishing comes a chilling new podcast, bringing to life a collection of macabre tales and spirited debate. Drawing on the haunted landscapes of classic folk horror, the podcast lifts the veil on some of your favourite ghost stories, and presents new fables throughout a series of macabre audio dramas. Shadows at the Door: The Podcast artfully showcases the unsettling, the unearthly, and the uncanny, with new tellings of beloved ghost stories, and spectral yarns created exclusively for the podcast by some of the most exciting writers in modern horror. Join presenter Mark Nixon and voice actor David Ault as they bring you ghoulish dramatisations, and discuss what makes the ghost story such a powerful, enduring force in cultures around the world.

Sibling Horror - horror, standalone

Short horror stories written by The Fradd Siblings (Emma and Matt Fradd). A big thanks to Soren Narnia of Knifepoint Horror who inspired us to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) (Read by Kifepoint Horror's Soren Narnia)

Tales To Terrify - horror, standalone

Welcome to Tales to Terrify, a weekly horror fiction podcast that gets under your skin, lays eggs and hatches writhing baby horrors nursed on your darkest fears. We're unique in our simplicity, bringing pure tales of terror to your ears audiobook-style – unadulterated and unadorned.

The Dark verse - horror, standalone

Short stories of occult, metaphysical, and fantastical horror that will follow you to the visions of your sleep.

The Drabblecast - sci-fi / fantasy / horror, standalone

The Drabblecast is a weekly audio fiction magazine that offers strange stories for strange listeners.

The Hidden Frequencies - sci-fi / horror, standalone

Love the Twilight Zone and Tales from the Darkside? You'll enjoy this science fiction horror anthology of audio dramas.

The Liberty podcast - sci-fi / horror, series & standalones

Welcome to the world of Liberty – serialized sci-fi tales told audio drama podcasts. For centuries the colony of Atrius has been cut off from humanity and endured generations of civil war. What remains is a gleaming city and beyond its walls, a lawless expanse known as the Fringe.

The Lost Cat podcast  - horror, standalone

The entirely true adventures I have had while trying to find my cat.

The Magnus archives - horror with arcing series

“Make your statement, face your fear.” A weekly horror fiction podcast examining what lurks in the archives of the Magnus Institute, an organisation dedicated to researching the esoteric and the weird. Join Jonathan Sims as he explores the archive, but be be warned, as he looks into its depths something starts to look back… New episodes every Thursday produced by Rusty Quill, featuring guest actors, short stories, serial plots and more.

The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality - scifi / horror, arcing series

Human understanding of the cosmos is like a tiny, flickering candle. This podcast follows Phil Glazer as he chases down accounts of those who have wandered to the edge of the candlelight, and becomes drawn ever further into the shadows himself.

The Night Bulletin - horror, standalone

The Night Bulletin is a monthly podcast featuring original short stories written and narrated by author TF Ahmad.

The NoSleep Podcast - horror, standalone

The NoSleep Podcast is a multi-award winning anthology series of original horror stories, with rich atmospheric music to enhance the frightening tales.

The Other Stories - sci-fi / horror, standalone

These aren't the stories your mother used to tell you ... no, these are The Other Stories. The Other Stories is a weekly short story podcast. A modern take on The Twilight Zone, Tales From The Crypt, or The Outer Limits. Sci-Fi, Horror, Thriller, WTF stories delivered right to your podcast feed every Monday morning.

The White Vault - horror, series

Explore the far reaches of the world’s horrors in the audio drama podcast The White Vault. Follow the collected records of a repair team sent to Outpost Fristed in the vast white wastes of Svalbard and unravel what lies waiting in the ice below. This Fool and Scholar production is intended for mature audiences.

The Wicked Library - horror, standalone

The Wicked Library is a Parsec Award winning show featuring horror fiction stories from upcoming, new, independent and bestselling authors. Our Tales of terror are read by Host / Producer, Daniel Foytik and other popular voice actors and feature custom music to bring the stories to life. Each episode features the work of some of the best voices in independent horror fiction. Authors of all types have contributed stories, like Jessica McHugh, KB Goddard, C. Bryan Brown, Stephanie Wytovich, and bestselling authors like Neil Gaiman and Owl Goingback.

Twilight Zone Radio Dramas - sci-fi / fantasy / horror, standalone

All 176 episodes of the Twilight Zone Radio Dramas which were produced and aired on radio during the 2000's. Each episode presents a stand-alone story in which characters find themselves dealing with often disturbing or unusual events, an experience described as entering "the Twilight Zone," often with a surprise ending and a moral. Although predominantly science-fiction, the show's paranormal and Kafkaesque events leaned the show towards fantasy and horror. The phrase “twilight zone,” inspired by the series, is used to describe surreal experiences.

Uncanny County - sci-fi / horror, standalone

Mystical truck drivers. Robots gone haywire. Killer clown demons. And pie. So. Much. Pie. This quirky, darkly comic, Southwestern-flavored anthology brings you a new paranormal audio play every month. Sit back, open your ears, and hold on tight. Because you're about to take a quick detour...through Uncanny County.

Welcome to Nightvale - sci-fi / horror, series

WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE is a twice-monthly podcast in the style of community updates for the small desert town of Night Vale, featuring local weather, news, announcements from the Sheriff's Secret Police, mysterious lights in the night sky, dark hooded figures with unknowable powers, and cultural events. Turn on your radio and hide.

Well told tales - sci-fi / horror, standalone

Every Monday, the Well Told Tales podcast brings you an original short story — either sci-fi, horror or hardboiled. Think of them as audiobooks, only shorter — 15 to 35 minutes, the perfect length for your commute, workout, whatever. And did we mention they’re FREE?

Westside Fairytales - horror, standalone

Books that kill whomever reads them, strange dolls that bring death wherever they go, and tales from men and women driven to the edge by madness, poverty, and guilt. These strange and varied stories are guaranteed to stay with you long after you've finished listening. New episodes the first Friday of every month.

Wrong Station - horror, standalone

"Come on in, have a seat. It's been a while since I've seen you. There's this story I've been dying to tell you. Maybe you'll find it interesting..." The Wrong Station is a radio horror series in the tradition of Quiet Please and Lights Out, created by Alexander Saxton and Anthony Botelho.

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From my larger cross genre google sheet list, which also includes Sci-Fi & Fantasy specific suggestions and subtabs for genre & format sorting too.

Audio fiction podcast list (horror, sci-fi, fantasy)

I kinda summend a skin walker with my friend

And something werid happened!

Soooo…….. the church bell in my village tolled 24+ times and me and my friend were weirded out and it turns out my dad my friends dad and my sister didn’t hear it at all😃

STOP I’M GONNA FCKING CRYYYIHIXAIJXA NOW I WANNA GIVE HIM A HUGSHSHSHDH 😭😭😭

I think the reason Cole is so physically affectionate/welcomes physical affection from the team is cause when he turned into a ghost, he couldn't touch/be touched as anything that touched him went through him so now that he has his physical body again he cherishes every touch as if its the last time he'll feel it.

Gif isn't mine<33

Before the war my dad often took me with him to explore these abandoned places. He really likes to photograph ruins that are falling apart or overtaken by nature and i too think there is a lot of beauty in them, especially when the nature is absorbing them back into itself and covering everything in moss, little saplings growing from cracks in the walls. Its almost a religious experience when its so quiet there. As an assignment to make an artbook i took some of my dads photos and added cute ghosts to them. There is a tonn of really interesting and unique photos that never went into the project because i was simply running out of time and was stressed (like some photos fom Poland, Some really cool onse from Tarakaniv Fort. Some are on my computer but i siply didnt have time too look for them) But maybe i will be able to revisit this concept some other day and make.

Also now i see i should have posted this as one post instead of separete onse from the start but it fine

"I can't stand being in this town. All of this… Are you… taunting me?"

Finally gotten around to reading and trying the Echo VN after hearing so many good things! It's different from my usual, but couldn't resist some artwork. I can't help but feel bad for him.

A GHOST!

Life’s been too normal for me lately

I need some unexplained happenings right now

King Cobra: He/Him, superhero suit is made of a flexible material and had a pattern of a king Cobra, he had a cape and boots made of snake skin as well.

FrostBurn: He/She/They, suit is a pale blue with dark red accents. Dark black boots go to their knees. Will protect his son with her life.

The cities favorite “hero”, King Cobra, had taken the cities “villain”, FrostBurn, only child, Anthony. How King Cobra knew of his son was unknown. Much like FrostBurn’s heritage.

”Oh, look here, you’re child! He’s guilty of crimes, stealing, lying, battery-“ King Cobra was cut off by a livid FrostBurn.

“HE WAS AT SCHOOL!” FrostBurn shrieked, she was boiling with rage.

King Cobra covered his ears at her unearthly loud scream, a little uneasy. “Well.. How do you know that?”

This comment made FrostBurn chuckle. Laugh, sort of. It was.. odd. Awkward.. no, forced. Maybe malicious though. “Cause I’m the one that sent my Angel there.” They said, walking to King Cobra across the highway. His boots clacked against the pavement. She started growing a little taller. Their skin was getting more bluish-gray, ashy even. Leathery. Wings sprouted from his back, dark blue and purple. Her neck even grew a bit, moving at awkward angles. The fact it was closing into dusk didn’t help either. His eyes white white, and another, in the middle of his forehead, popped out. It was bright red with a shiny gold iris. Their pupils reformed into a reptilian-like appearance. Claws, yellowed from age and use, emerged from his hands. A slashing tail appeared, spiky and dangerous. The last touch before she reached her destination was that her head kinda just.. readjusted. She looked like an alien, a demon.

King Cobra gulped, hiding his fear. But his eyes betrayed him, being full of horror, tears and nonexistent courage. He opened his mouth as if to say something, before FrostBurn grabbed him by his neck with her long claws. “I know where he was because I see everything.” They reply in a dark, demonic voice. Staticky, perhaps. And unbearably loud.

King Cobra was losing breath, and Losing it fast. “T-take your son-“ he choked out before his head popped clean off, much to the horror and disgust of the entire city. Blood fell among her claws, but they didn’t care. He turned his head slowly and crookedly, looking at the people.

“who is next.” They ask, before his son comes running up and hugging her tall, dislocated in appearance legs.

You’re a villain, but you typically hold back. You’re into villainy for a quick robbery, or just some laughs. But not any more. Today is the day to show them that making you mad is a BAD idea.

Belle rolled her eyes and put her headphones on, looking at the window shade. She glanced at her girlfriend violet, who was staring at the ceiling while in the middle seat. Belle looked down further to her mom and dad, who were peacefully sleeping across the aisle. Belle gently tapped her girlfriend on her shoulder, and took off both their headphones.

“Vio, babe. Wanna look at the window?” Belle asked quietly with a mischievous grin.

“They just said it was prohibited. So, yeah!” Violet responded quickly and quietly. Belle looked for any workers, but they were all in the front, so it was clear to do so. She looked at the window shade, quickly checked again for anybody else and slowly drew up the shade.

“Oh he’s just gorgeous..” She whispers happily.

“What?! Look at it!” Violet remarked.

What was beyond that window, you ask, dear reader?

A storm. A cloudy, smoky, odd green storm. A thunderstorm, without the thunder. It was a sickly green, mixing with the black to create a muddy shade. In the eye of the storm.. was, rather oddly, an eye.

Dare say, an Angel. It wasn’t all to pleased on being seen.

Belle quickly shut the window as she heard footsteps coming to the back of the plane. She rested her head on Violet’s shoulder as a worker frantically passed by.

“Oh, who opened the window shade? Oh no no no.” He was muttering as passed by, in a state of panic. Belle perked up once he left, and looked out the window once more. This time, the Angel was pressed against the window, a psychotic grin on its face. Now that Belle thought about it, maybe it was a demon. It had a pale, ashy complexion, and skin that seemed to be leather. Long black horns rose from all over its head, and fangs poked out from its smile. It had long bony fingers, with yellowed nails that looked so dirty it could make one puke. Violet quickly shut the shades as the worker passed by, still panicking. Both the girls were starting to get nervous now. That’s when the plane rattled. An unearthly howl disturbed the comfortable silence on the plane.

Violet grabbed Belle’s hand and pecked her on the cheek. “I love you but I think you just got us killed.” She whispered.

“Attention passengers, this is your pilot speaking. Opening your flight window shades is now prohibited until further notice. The airline is not liable for any psychological distress experienced from viewing outside.“