She rushed upstairs to find the tub filled to the brim with piping hot #water, dripping into a puddle on the floor. Her skin flushed pink from the heat as she waded towards the tub. As she slid her fingers around the knob, a slender hand reached from the depths, violently pulling her under. #vss365
Definitely into the supernatural!!!!! Putrid - what a vibrant word!!
The house moaned and settled as the storm outside calmed. The screaming winds had knocked out the power, leaving her #blind in the damp, windowless cellar. Terrified, she shook the knob violently to no end. She knew she wasn’t alone in the dark. She could feel it’s putrid breath on her neck. #vss365
Silly guy!! He should have asked so many more questions!! 😂
The morning air was crisp and misty. The sand was soft underfoot and her steps sunk gently as she moved away from the shore. Birds chirped from high in the trees. The sky blazed a gentle shade of pink, matching the color of the water, diluted by his bloody corpse lapping against the #bank. #vss365
Precisely!!!! Don’t mess with ladies!! They’ll never learn!! 😂😂
They stood outside with their torches yelling atrocities. They dared call her a witch. She knew the words to summon her ancestors. With a quivering hand, she dipped the quill into the #ink. The sky opened and rain poured. She stepped across the threshold, and they scattered like scared mice. #vss365
They may be connected!! 😂😂 Oh, I crack me up!!
Haha!! Exactly!! Who doesn’t want new friends? Even if they are disembodied?! 😉💀
He crouched in the corner of the empty room, save for the disembodied #arm lying in a pool of blood. He’d been hiding in the closet and heard them cut her up. He prayed. For what he wasn’t sure. Though it was not for the arm to start creep towards him, pulling itself forward by its fingers. #vss365
The supernatural is a fun place to wander!!!
The house was silent. She could feel it, somewhere. She knew it was watching her. It wouldn’t let her go. A breeze pushed at her, cold and pungent. She reached for his #hand, trembling. As his fingers tightly laced through hers, she realized his body was no longer attached at the other end. #vss365
Ah, thank you!! That’s so nice!! 😊
Thank you!! ☺️
The farmhouse stood dull and weathered against the blooming fields of lavender. The #man was old and stubborn. His neighbors begged he tear it down. He sobbed a story that below it laid the bones of his dog. He failed to mention the heap of human remains he’d laid there in his younger years. #vss365
Ha!! Fair!! 😂😂
Can you imagine? You pull into a new town for like, a pit stop and curbs are just covered in blood stains and the houses look abandoned?! I would NOT get out of the car!!!! 😂
Thank you!! It paints a scary picture …
Thank you!! 🙏🏻☺️
He knew all too well how to #conduct himself in public. He’d spent his entire adolescence watching, learning to blend in, to hide. Slowly, neighbors went missing. One by one. Methodically. Everyone was so focused on themselves, they didn’t noticed the blood-stained curbs and empty houses. #vss365
That’s fantastic!! I love it when that happens!! 🤗🤗
Well, witches would never hurt their own so … 😂😂😆😆
His sideshow always managed to #fascinate all who saw it
Despite what people said, everyone seemed to enjoy Freak Shows
Gilliam was proud of what it all, especially since the attractions were homemade
Without many mutations to be found, he had to make them himself, by force
#vss365 #vsshorror
She was charming, witty, stunning and humble. People were #fascinated by her. She was a pure enigma. Coming from a long line of witches - those that didn’t burn - she knew how to keep people unaware of what she she did in the dark, and the best spells that required the use of blood from men. #vss365
I love this!!!!
She hit 40 and a #tempest began to stir. All her prior trauma was bubbling up, staring back at her in a harsh light. Reality felt dizzying and unstable. She felt utterly untethered. She stared at her blood soaked hands and the conference room full of slaughtered men and smiled, finally free. #vss365
Middle of the night, late afternoon, sunrise - it’s hard to tell!! 😂
Glass shattered as the lamp smashed against the wall. She was #frustrated and full of rage. He glared at her from across the room, stunned and bitter. As he moved toward her, she lunged, plunging the knife deep into his gut. She slept with it under her pillow, knowing she’d need it someday. #vss365
😂😂 Right?!
