مولد صوت AI Horror story مجاني من Fish Audio

In 1967, Sarah bought an antique mirror at a local estate sale. That night, she noticed her reflection would move seconds after she did. Within weeks, she started hearing whispers from the mirror at midnight. Her husband tried removing it, but it always returned to the wall by morning.

You find a prescription bottle in your medicine cabinet. It's yours, filled yesterday. The pills inside are black, unlike any medication you've ever seen. Your doctor has no record of prescribing them. But the bottle has your name, your pharmacy. Check your medicine cabinet tonight.

You'd think the emergency room would be the scariest part of my job, but it's those long walks through empty corridors at 3 AM that really get to me. The fluorescent lights flicker just enough to make shadows dance where they shouldn't.

Ever heard of Marcus Kane? Built his fortune on broken promises and bullet casings. Thought he was untouchable in his glass tower. But power has a price. His empire crumbled when his own brother pulled the trigger. Now he's just another ghost story. I was there.

In the summer of 1993, local hikers discovered a perfect circular clearing in the dense forest, where no vegetation would grow. Electronic devices would malfunction within its boundaries, and visitors reported experiencing intense headaches. The phenomenon disappeared as mysteriously as it emerged.

The 911 call came in at 3:15 AM on June 8, 2014, in Springfield, Missouri. Ten-year-old Tommy Mitchell was hiding in his closet, whispering to dispatch that his stepfather had broken in despite the restraining order. His mother Sarah lay unconscious in the kitchen.

Anoche escuché pasos en el pasillo y me quedé paralizada en la cama. La luz del baño se encendió sola, y juro que vi una sombra moverse por debajo de la puerta. Mi hermana dice que siempre exagero, pero esta vez estoy segura de lo que vi.

They found an old camera in a drained lake last Tuesday, its lens caked in black silt. When the film was developed, the images weren't of scenery, but of a human stomach. Each photo showed a different, undigested wedding ring, and the photographer’s own reflection in a bloody scalpel.