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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.

Choose your location: abandoned lighthouse or underground bunker. The lighthouse has unlimited water but strong winds. The bunker has stable temperature but limited air supply. You have three days of food. No communication devices allowed. Which do you pick?

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.

Bienvenidos a otra noche de misterio. Hoy les traigo una historia que helará su sangre. Sucedió en una antigua casa colonial, donde los susurros de las paredes guardaban secretos centenarios. Como siempre, los invito a compartir sus experiencias en los comentarios.

¿Conoces la historia del sastre de sombras? Dicen que secuestraba niños para coser sus bocas con hilos de plata. Los mantenía en el sótano, alimentándolos solo con sus propios miedos. Cuando los encontraron, sus rostros eran máscaras de puro terror, grabadas eternamente en la oscuridad del olvido.