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I sat alone in the darkness, mesmerized by the flickering streetlight below. Its irregular glow was neither comforting nor ignorable, and I found myself unable to look away, as if the effort required was beyond me. The apartment was bone-chillingly cold, stripped bare except for the folding chair beneath me. I couldn’t remember how I’d come to be here, and the realization arrived not with panic, but with a calm vacancy. My body felt numb, my hearing muffled, and all I could hear was my heart thudding deliberately in my chest, as if counting ...
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Psychological Horror: The Basement Jim’s descent into the basement felt like crossing a threshold—not just into darkness, but into something waiting. The silence pressed in, thick and deliberate, as if the house itself was holding its breath. Each step down the stairs seemed to echo inside his head, louder than the last, until he was sure he’d hear something answer back.At the bottom, Jim stumbled. The pain was sharp, but it was the uncertainty that froze him—the sense that he wasn’t alone. His phone’s light trembled in his grip, carving out...
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