“It's not as if she were a maniac, a raving thing. She just goes a little mad sometimes. We all go a little mad sometimes.”

-Norman Bates, Psycho (1960)

As a child, I remember settling down on the sofa to watch Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho. I was young. Too young, perhaps. I was probably still in single digits. I remember the looming sign for the Bates Motel, the shower scene (of course), and I remember that eerie dissolve at the end when Norman’s face briefly turns to a skull. Most of all, I remember the real horror when it was revealed that the killer Mrs Bates had been Norman all along. I didn’t know that Norman was a cross-dresser. I didn’t know that Norman was mad…

Not much later, I watched The Silence of the Lambs (1991), a film bursting at the flesh-sewn seams with identity issues. Most people remember the…

In The Church of Sleep, Kjetil Jansen lures readers into a haunting tradition hidden deep in the Italian hills—where sleep isn’t a blessing, but a final test. For two travelers, a simple holiday adventure becomes a chilling ritual of silence, deception, and death. When paradise demands sleep, what price is paid for waking?

A mesmerizing tale of false saints, broken vows, and the quiet horror that waits with open arms.

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In Death Toll, Tanja Cilia serves up a chilling final monologue from a murderer with nothing left to lose. Told in a twisted, casual voice just minutes before execution, this tale blends dark humour, forensic fact, and confessional horror to expose a killer whose secrets run deeper than anyone suspected.

It started with a lunch. It ended in maggots, murder, and a body in a suitcase.

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In Nightwatcher, existential dread takes corporeal form. Told from the perspective of a man whose identity fractures under cosmic weight, this is a journey through madness, memory, and metaphysical horror. As shadows gather and Meon’s black sands swallow reality, he sheds humanity to become something else—something watching.

Blending cosmic nihilism with poetic despair, Nightwatcher is a philosophical horror odyssey that asks: what remains when even death offers no escape?

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Greg Jones delivers a brutal, intimate portrait of a priest unraveling under the weight of damnation. Scarred, half-blind, and clinging to a faith that no longer answers, he wakes each day to face demons—some bound in flesh, others born of guilt.

With every ritual, every whispered prayer, he tries to save what’s already lost. But redemption, in this world, comes soaked in blood and ash.

For fans of theological horror, body horror, and quiet despair, this is a tale that lingers.

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