I love nightlife, walking down the streets with friends, giggling while holding each other’s hands. Dressed up like a party slayer with black eyeshadow, blue mascara, and green eyelashes. The other night, we all had plans, and as usual, I was on the sidewalk, returning from a nightclub where we had danced like crazy. In the parking lot, I was waiting for my friend to get the car keys that she had misplaced in one of the bathrooms. Being tired, I had zoned out and suddenly found myself in a nightclub where loud music was taking me into a trance, making me feel like I was flying while doing hip-hop moves, swinging and flexing my leg muscles. Just then, the club went darker than usual, smoke filled the air, and a burnt man with boiling flesh on his face appeared. I hopped in horror and crashed into another girl, who kept screaming as she burned. I started running toward the nearest exit and found a pile of burned bodies before losing control and falling. My friend pulled me into the car, ...
This site comprises of "2minhorrorstories", true experiences of horror, supernatural, dark magic experienced by individuals like you and me, in and around rural areas. Short Stories narrated by your grandparents, your parents, your uncle, your distant cousin, your hostel warden, your building's security guard, your childhood friends, while standing in the parking lot, while covered in warm quilt during a cold winter night, or while drinking warm tea standing in the corner of the market street.