Chilling Images

Strapped for cash, you've taken a part-time job as a gravedigger at a local cemetary to bring in some extra money.

One day, as you climb out of a grave you just finished digging, you hear a young child's voice say, "Won't you stay and play with me some more?"

you hear church bells in the distance just as you get a headache.
suddenly you find that your actions are not your own, as if you are on autopilot.
you dive past the road you were going to turn down.
there is an explosion somwhere behind you.
your control returns as you realize that you would have been caught up in the explosion if you had taken your turning.

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Ok that sucks, but BUMP

Renfield286:

you hear church bells in the distance just as you get a headache.
suddenly you find that your actions are not your own, as if you are on autopilot.
you dive past the road you were going to turn down.
there is an explosion somwhere behind you.
your control returns as you realize that you would have been caught up in the explosion if you had taken your turning.

Reminds me of an episode of Unsolved Mysteries where for some reason or other everyone was late going to choir practice or something (one person who lived like, across the street simply was being kinda lazy about getting going) and the church exploded due to a gas leak or something (been a while since I've seen the episode)...

Samuke:

Reminds me of an episode of Unsolved Mysteries where for some reason or other everyone was late going to choir practice or something (one person who lived like, across the street simply was being kinda lazy about getting going) and the church exploded due to a gas leak or something (been a while since I've seen the episode)...

Just goes to show there's no such thing as an original idea.

 At first you were worried, this was the first time your daughter had ever rode on the school bus before. Since she began kindergarden you have been driving her there, but now that you've been promoted you do not have the time that you did before. Still, you'll be there to see her off, and there to see her return.

   You had to call the school to see if they could add your house as a bus stop, they were very helpful and instructed you as to where you could go. It was only a block away, so it wasn't so bad. Seeing your daughter so nervous about the bus couldn't help but make you chuckle. You reassured her, telling her that everything would be fine and that you'd see her off, and that you would be the first thing she'd see when she would return. You both smiled as you dipped down to plant a kiss on her forehead.
 
    When you looked over, you were suprised to see the bus having already arrived. It didn't make a sound. The bus's door folded, revealing a steel step way leading inside the bus. You saw the bus driver, a pleasant looking man with a warm smile. You couldn't help but smile back as you ushered your daughter up into the bus. You watched as your daughter disappeared within the bus, and then as the driver cranked the lever closing the door. You saw the bus off, smiling as it turned down another road. Your stop must of been the first, because you didn't see any other children on there.

   You gave a quick glance at your watch and saw that you only had thirty minutes to get to work. You turned on your heels and began to make your way home when you heard a heavy rumble followed by a screetching hiss. Quickly glancing back, you noticed a school bus, full of children. The door folded open revealing a middle aged woman, she looked at you expectantly, asking "Where is your kid?"

Actually, They Live! :D

Totally didn't quote what I wanted to in that last one. Sigh. Anyhow.

I don't really like going to the dark parts of the house much at night. That thing waits there. Everywhere I go, every place the family moves, I don't like going out in halls at night. Nothing beyond the normal house noises: the dog kicking in her sleep, creak of old wood, wind brushing the house with its long fingers outside. Nothing out of the ordinary until I step out that door.

But I see it on occasion, that yawning face falling back into the shadows, just out of the corner of my eye. That terrible rictus, the skin stretched back. I don't know what it wants. It whispers things outside my door when I'm on the verge of falling asleep. Kind of funny, you know, when I listen it sounds like some weird Philip Glass shit. I have the sweetest dreams when I listen. The land of the tolling bell...

But I can't keep going out there...its getting braver. I've seen more of it, it wants to leave the shadow. I was washing my face last night and when I looked at my reflection, it was in the doorway, reaching for me, grinning. I hit the rest of the lights and it ran...

I can't be in the dark...

Renfield286:

Ophion:

Uhm. House of Leaves?

Erm, Whut?

A mind-blowing book. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HouseOfLeaves
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_Of_Leaves

The library is practically your second home. You stop by all the time just to see whats new or re-read some old novel for the seventh time.

But now and again you would look at a page and swear that something was different. Sometimes the sentences would just switch places, whole paragraths just seem to vanish as though they were never writen. Sometimes when your not paying full attention to the page, it looked like you could see a face forming in the text. Occasionally you hear something like a hushed whisper, saying half-formed words...

But it's all in your imagination right? Maybe you just read too much and forget it was ever there or you just skiped a line or two and didn't notice. Right? Maybe your just tired.
But sometimes you wonder...

It's cold outside. Very cold. The weather forecasts offer no sign of the weather getting better.

So when your car runs into a large pile of snow in the middle of nowhere, because you slipped on the ice in a hard turn, you actually have reason to be afraid. If you get stuck out here, you actually really risk freezing to death. Your cellphone is working, though, and you call for towing - they say it'll be about half an hour until they get there.

You wait. Then you start thinking - why is there a pile of snow here? It's the middle of a forest; who'd go through the bother of piling it up, and why didn't they do it closer to the road, but a few yards off it? Walking up to it to look for any tracks of a plow, you spot something strange in the snowpile - it looks like a human hand sticking out. And there's a foot, and another hand, and another hand, and another...

Ophion:

Renfield286:

Ophion:

Uhm. House of Leaves?

Erm, Whut?

A mind-blowing book. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HouseOfLeaves
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_Of_Leaves

Dammit, i wish people would stop stealing my ideas before i have even had them. lol.

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Do you ever feel like there is something watching your life from behind your own eyes?

You always knew there was something wrong about them. Every year they showed up selling those damed cookies. Every one bought the boxes by the dozen. Even after you tell yourself you will only buy one of the small boxes you still buy the large boxes. They rarely had to sell anything people just walked up to them and asked for the boxes of those cookies like people trying to get crack.

Those little girls all dressed up the same setting up the same table and the same old sighs, then last year you thought maybe they were the same little girls as last year so you took a picture. This year it proves it there the exact same little girls so you sit in your car with your box of there cookies watching them wile you eat the amazing cookies.

They clean up the table running out of cookies they started walking off down a side street. You grab your cookies and fallow them on foot. There headed to that house on the end of the block. the one thats well kept but you never see any one at. on the way you notice that theres one less girl in front of you as every thing goes black.

When you wake up your strapped to a chair, and the little girls are force feeding you cookies. Well there not exactly forcing you. You eat them and they bring you more and there getting better and better. They tell you that they are sorry that they have to do this. They tell you that one year long ago they really wanted to win the cookie selling contest so they used a witches brew from an old book to taint the cookies to make them addictive. They just wanted the cool prize for being the top seller they never wanted to hurt any one.

Then a demon discovered what they were doing and cursed them to live forever in there child bodies for playing with his magic at least until they could find some one to be his host body. Soon he will break into this world and you will have to die, but you are not listening to there story all you care about right now is they are giving you so many cookies for free.

One day, you wake up and have X-ray vision.

But you can't control it.

This list was written up for the Deliria rpg, should offer some additional ideas:

http://www.laughingpan.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=640

You've been working late, trying to finish up a project, so you're the last one in the office aside from the cleaning crew. As you're waiting for the elevator to come to your floor, you nod a good night to one of the crew. He doesn't acknowledge you beyond staring you down grimly with his rheumy eyes, and it is not until you're stepping through the doors of the elevator that it registers in your mind that there were odd bulges in the black plastic bag the uniformed man was dragging across the floor...