midnightmacabrelibrary

[midnightmacabrelibrary]

You look around the library for anything, and one book in particular catches your eye. It’s titled Prey and Predator. You decide to read it.

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I wake up to a loud crash in the middle of the night. Intruders, they’re here. The unused army knife under my pillow will finally lose its perfect unstained form. Deep breath in and hold. I have to ignore the tiny crashing of metal cages coming from the closet. Another crash, from the basement this time. I sneakily head down the stairs. Are there two of them? There’s one in the living room. Sneak up on him and… NOW! His body falls limp after I block his airways with my arms. I warily make my way to the basement but I'm not careful enough, and hit my foot against a cupboard. The one in the basement is alerted and starts heading up the stairs as I quickly hide. “Jayson? Jayson? Is that you? Did you find our pets?” She calls up. I prepare the army knife as she starts closing the door without looking back. A quick and clean stab to her back causes her to gasp in surprise and freeze. I smile sadistically as I twist the knife deeper into her body and she screams out in pain. The blood pours from her back onto my hands as I push her down the basement stairs. Blood… is always so tasty. The metallic flavor that comes out of humans is always such an exotic pleasure. I make sure to lick off every last drop. SLAM, click, the basement door is now locked. I make my way over to the other “intruder” and stand over him for a moment. A smile grows on my face as I raise my foot higher and higher before bringing it down onto his throat. A satisfying snap and he's out for the count. I drag his limp body over to a maggot infested pantry and stuff him in there before locking the door. The stairs creak as I make my way up them. I open the closet door in the room I was staying in, and two once-domesticated-now-street-rat pets cower in metal cages. Them having pets made this plan so much easier… so I release them, I have no need for them anymore. The house is old and run down and soon to be demolished, and by the time they find the bodies, if they find them, I’ll be long gone. I brush my hands when I’m finally out of the house, the fresh breeze of the warm summer night greeting me as I walk away from the abandoned house.

[midnightmacabrelibrary]

Dear Readers,

Welcome to the Midnight Macabre Library, a place full of mystery and horror. You’re very lucky to find this place, not many know of it. We have constant updates of horror stories that can be full of blood, dread, suspense, or supernatural activities. You, our dear readers, can also submit your horror stories to be posted here, just look for our email! Almost forgot to introduce myself, I am the librarian, I basically run the place and make sure everything is in order. Well now that you know what our deal is here let’s go over some rules. 1: No Harassment. Any form of harassment of any kind will not be tolerated and you will be removed from the premises. 2: No NSFW. This is a place for people to read horror stories, not… those kinds of stories, same goes for comments. 3: 14+. You must be at least 14 to be reading the stories, if you are below 14 please excuse yourself from the library as we don’t want you to fall victim to the nightmares here. 5: If the something happens such as you catch someone breaking the rules or part of the library becomes out of order, please submit an email and I will get back to you ASAP!

Now that you know the rules and who I am, I welcome you to the library! Feel free to read around, just don’t pay attention to the shadows growing in the corners of the darkest parts of your mind. Have fun!

Email: midnightmacabrelibrarian@gmail.com