jury duty horror story

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

Standalone horror stories, approximately 500 to 1000 words per chapter, with each story fully independent of the others. If a character's name appears in multiple stories, it should not imply a connection between them unless explicitly noted otherwise.

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa. - This story is going on an indefinite hiatus.

Everyone has their fates connected to their birthdays, they are likely to have psychic abilities specifically connected to ‘something’. Some can sense it while some cannot, depending on what they have committed in the past. Mystery, Death, Foolishness, and Greed are the things attracting the evil spirits to be around. Those who were born on Sunday… “Ward: Labor Tomb” If you see ‘the pregnant,’ please beware; they are there to take your head. Those who were born on Monday… “Mirror: Who’s the First to Die of Them All?” After midnight where mirrors are, ‘mysterious things’ will appear. Those who were born on Tuesday… “Haunted: Mystery of Plumeria House” Stay away from ‘bathrooms’, if you wish to stay alive. Those who were born on Wednesday… “Theater: Book Me a Death Ticket” When people born on this day go to a funeral, they tend to witness bad events. Those who were born on Thursday… “Stairs: 12 Steps...Ghost Staircase” At night, do not look at the stairs, or else something might be there. Those who were born on Friday… “Reality: Dare the Living, Discover the Dead” There is a game for the living, but noted that it might take their lives. Those who were born on Saturday… “Holy: Soul Sacrifice to Spirit’s House” The ancient saying goes: think before you speak, as something the eyes cannot see does not mean it is not real. Every inconsiderate action must be traded with the living, and only death is the answer! One question… What day were you born on…?

"Fight your war and I will fight mine. If I ever fall, you will help me up and I will do the same for you." * * * She was a Captain of the Silveren Army often described as cold and tough but she was a woman with many hidden scars. He was a Crown Prince of Edeladon who was once a domineering and cold man who learned from his mistakes. They met in a foreign country while keeping their identities a secret yet they share a mutual affection for each other. She made a vow to punish the ones who led her brother to death. He was determined to find out the truth behind the death of his ex-lover. They had many reasons to be apart. However, one reason kept them together - the happiness they find in one another. Join me in the story of how Captain Yelena Arista of Silveren and Crown Prince Felix Valestra of Edeladon fight to protect their love while maintaining the duties and responsibilities that they bear! * * * Excerpt - "I love you." She finally said the three words which the man was dying to hear for a long time! Felix didn't saw it coming at all! He was waiting for her to give him an answer, but this was beyond his expectations! His eyes grew wide in disbelief! "What did you say?" He cannot believe his ears. He wanted to make sure that he didn't hear her wrong. "I said I love you, you fool! I -" Before Yelena could finish her words, Felix rose from his seat, bend down once again and sealed her lips with a gentle kiss. Felix slowly pulled his head back and gently held her on the neck. Yelena could feel the rapid thumping of his heartbeat which match hers. "Don't you dare go back on your words. If necessary, I will even chase you to the end of the earth." His lips curved into a smile. "The same goes for you." She replied confidently. "Then what will you do to me?" He asked her. Yelena pointed at her wound. "I'll shoot you. The pain will be two folds compared to this." She said with a devilish smile. She then leaned towards him and whisper in his ear. "You may not know, but I'm a good shooter." Felix chuckled at her response. "Is this how it feels to have a soldier as a girlfriend? But why do I have a feeling that you will try to shoot me even if I upset you a little?" He teased her. "Will you make me upset then?" She said with a serious tone. "No, ma'am!" He responded right away. -------------------------------------- Note: All countries, organizations, places and characters in this novel are fictional. Disclaimer: I do not own the cover photo. It is uploaded from another source and all rights credited to the real owner...

Jack, a content creator for mystery, horror, and conspiracy stories, died. As he was recording a horror content. And then, he was reborn... as a supernatural entity, as a formless ghost. He acquired the system-panel like ability to get stronger. He could earn new supernatural traits. And he could even evolve and gain new incarnations later. But, the process was still unknown and unexplainable for him. But, that was not just the problem... Another problem... He was not reborn on his original Earth. He was reborn in an alternate Earth. The one still in the Industrial Revolution Era. The one with cursed steam engines, monster-infested sea exploration, mysterious pirates, supernatural powers, mythical creatures, demonic entities, and completely different geography. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/36721/fictions

+)Free Book. -) The story is about the misadventures of a group of sailors trying to reach the mainland in an unknown world full of mysteries.

Horror Folktales from the East, including China, Korea, Japan, Southeast Asia, and more.