Creeped Out Cat Food#Horror

 

Creeped Out Slapstick#Horror

 

Ghostman Horror Thing in the Cabin#Horror

 

@Mark Antony Raines Ghostman House of Dracula trailer and two mixed public domain horror films trailer s

 

@Mark Antony Raines Ghostman Werewolf in Girls Dormitory (Lycanthropus)

Plot
Wolves have been roaming around a girls reformatory, When the girls begin to get murdered, suspicion focuses on both the wolves and a handsome, newly hired science  teacher who might be a werewolf.
Directed  by Paolo Heusch
Distributed by Cineiz (Italy)
Release Date  November 9 1961 (Italy)
Running Time 82 minutes
American version  the song (The Ghoul in School) was added written  by Marilyn Stewart and Frank Owens
Sung by Adam Keefe
Distributed by Club Records
#Public domain
#Ghostman
#Horror
#Trailer by Ghostman

 

Ghostman presents _quiet-please-clarissa

 

Where do you go when you die Chapter 1#Horror #Mark Antony Raines

 

PARANORMAL, UFO,HORROR NEWS 3_9_2021

 

DOOM PATROL FINGER PATROL #YOUTUBE AUDIO #TRANSCRIPT

 

PINGDEMIC

Ping

Ping 

Ping 

The sound of pinging echoes through the crowded high street,people drop thier shopping, grab thier children and like a herd of frightened beasts being stalked  by a pride of lions run in blind panic as fast as possible to the nearest government protection site .

When thier reach the site thier believe  it will be thier salvation as through the power of social media a consent  message has been brainwashed inside thier heads to go to the centre s where food a d supplies  for ten days of isolation will be provided for the ten day isolation period. 

As the people stampede through the doors of the  centred,as the last ones enter the doors Slam shut a buzzing noise is heard and the temperature in the room raises, a smoke is released and in the centre sound of a caphony of coughing can  be heard, then the smell of burning human flesh, screaming then nothing. 

The clean up robot s enter to hover up the ash's,clean the building for the next batch of possible infected people. 

This situation came about when the world's government s could no longer control the rsise of the virus known as covid it was debated  what to do as vaccines, lockdowns of countries was no longer working  às the mass of people stopped believing the government and rebelled against the so called nanny  state so the leaders of the the government s came up with the plan to just eliminate those whom maybe infected and turned to the most influencing force on the planet the mobile phone for thier knew its power and that nearly everyone had one.

An app was created to be do powerful that its range and algorithm would even penetrant through walls the rest was easy to just start a propaganda campaign to frightened people to download the app to protect others from the others the rest is history. 

NUMBER 69 BY MARK ANTONY RAINES#HORROR SHORT STORY

 Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off,this keeps repeating every night always after one o clock in the morning,some say its the witching hour but i say bah humbug.

My mom told me she had the best time playing with my little sister today,but my   sister went missing in 2002  and now they found her body in 2021.

A later found a letter on the floor my mom had dropped on her way out crying in flood of tears

Dear Mom

No matter how much we fight, my husband would  will always prepare my coffee in the morning. Though this time, it did taste a little odd it reminded of a a bit  a little like almonds.

He  asked why I was breathing so heavily. I wasn't.,i was grasping for my breathe as my tongue was swelling up like a small balloon ,that the kast thing i can recall as the rest seems a dream or is it a nightmare.

I watched as the parcel man delivered a mannequin wrapped in bubble wrap.

They delivered the mannequins in bubble wrap. From the main room I begin to hear popping. Then in this dream i saw a man watching as if i was in a coma like deep sleep

When I woke up, I found footprints… inside, next to my bed.A hatchet in hand,in slow motion each chop of my body was counted like a obsessive complulsive disorder ritual,untill the man got to the number 69 then he stopped,and then through his jet black plutoium eyes i saw him look out the window,the stars were all gone,as though their never existed.

Later that day,the door opened to a policeman telling my husband that i had died in a horrific car crash in which my body was mulilated beyond being recognised if had not been for my dental records.

Later that night   i see him turn his head to see him eating the dinner a new woman in my house had  just served, he starts grinning at her.

The woman came home after weeklong trip away and took a shower. I pressed the only towel in the room against my face and discovered it was already wet.,i began to sing "Number 69 your time is up,when you sleep i going to chop you up"

The woman told my ex husband who told her she had a very vivid imagnation,so both went too bed for a little sexy timd,then sleep.

The next day two police cars were outside my old housd due to reports of screaming,and very loud thuds from the neighbours ,so the police broke the door down,searched downstairs,then upstairs,and as thier entered the main bedroom thier eyes were drawn to two thing,one the couple in the bed had been every part of thier body hacked into bits of cadaver flesh,red crimson blood was like a massive puddle on the floor,the bed was dyed a deep red,and on the wall was written in blood.

"NUMBER 69"

Revenge is sweet even for us ghosts.

THE DEVIL MAY CARE SEASON 1 THE INFLUENCER#YOUTUBE AUDIO #TRANSCRIPT#HORROR

 

Grandmother

It was so nice of my grandmother to call to check on Me,as I had feeling rather strange but the only  problem  was my grandmother died along time ago .

So as she tries to communicate from the other side I wish  she would not scream  so much.

I was scared or more filled  with dread ,my grandmother  reminded  me of the night  the police  found  her dismembered head.

Then she picked up I was breathing so heavily, but I thought  I was not.

The scream s echoed  in my head,around  my room,to point  I was selectively deaf to thier crys to stop,your  hurting me,I love  you. 

So I decided  to leave  my depressing  abode to see my girlfriend. 

I arrived  at her house, and peered through  the window  as last time I was with her I made her watch a series of scary  horror movies  which  made her paranoid, and she told me I was freaking  her out,so I left.

I felt a bit it was  a bit tricky watching her through the window. 

I waited until  the sun went down and the plutonium night would  help me hid in the shadows. 

I entered the house and crept silently like a ninja towards  the stairs then towards  the bathroom. 

I could  hear her singing  in the shower, I wanted to say she had a lovely  voice but stopped  myself. 

I wait until  she steps out of the shower as I look  in her pair of emaciated eyes,and her pleading for her life.

With tears rolling  down my eyes I fire a single shot to the middle of her temple. 

She drops like a stone onto the lino  floor, red crimson blood  pouring from  her skull.

I turn around  and leave. 

For I now after all my After years of research and hard work, I  finally done it.  I rid the world  of contagious souls.

I then went to the local cemetery were I knew  a plot had recently been dug,I jumped into the six by six hole,opened the coffin, and laided on top of grandmother. 

I can't move, breathe, speak, or hear and it's so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead

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It's nice that my grandmother calls to check on me, but if she wants to communicate from the other side I wish she wouldn't scream so much.

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I was never more scared or more filled filled with dread, Than the night the police found, her dismembered head.

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She asked why I was breathing so heavily. I wasn't.

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I heard screams echo all around me. I'm deaf.

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My girlfriend is scared of horror movies. They make her paranoid, which can be tricky when I'm watching her through her living room window.

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I like to sing in the shower sometimes. When I got out of the last one, the fogged-up mirror read "YOU HAVE A LOVELY VOICE" — I live alone.

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The pairs of emaciated eyes outnumber the single round in my gun. With pleading tears falling on her doll's hair, I point the barrel at my last surviving daughter.

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I can't move, breathe, speak, or hear and it's so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.

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There's a girl standing outside my window. The only problem is I live on the seventh floor.

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After years of research and hard work, we'd finally done it. We'd made it contagious.

THE METTLE OF ASH. ASH VS EVIL DEAD ALTERNATIVE ENDING BY MARK ANTONY RAINES #HORROR