It all started before lunch/in the morning/when I woke up. I tripped over my dog/the rug/absolutely nothing and sprained my ankle/tore my pants/bruised my ego. My phone died/alarm didn't go off/coffee pot exploded, which meant I was late for work/stuck at home/totally unprepared. At work, it only went downhill from there when my boss yelled at me/I spilled coffee on a report/the printer jammed and erased all my work.
Just for kicks, I got stuck in traffic and ended up eating dinner with strangers/had to walk home in the rain/couldn't find my keys.
By the time I got back to my apartment/dorm room/house, I was just about at my wit's end.
I swear, that day was cursed/it felt like the world was against me/everything that could go wrong did go wrong. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
From Worst Fears Unleashed
A sinister darkness has smothered over the land, releasing horrors that were once suppressed. The lines between sanity are shattering, forcing our deepest terrors to invade. Unseen evils awaken, their sights fixed on a more info world unaware. The very core of existence is coming destroyed.
Bottom at the Barrel
When you're at the bottom of the pile, it means you've hit rock hard times. You're scraping by, living on the fringes of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getthrough and put food on the table. Your life might be full of challenges, but there's still hope for improvement. You just need to find the strength to keep going.
Dreadful Deeds Done perpetrated
Through the annals of time we find tales that chill the absolute soul. Ghastly acts have been unleashed by hands both human and possibly otherwise. From ancient times to the contemporary day, the gloom of sin have fallen upon harmless lives.
A tapestry woven with threads of deception, where bloodshed stains the fabric of civilization. Innocents left in its path, a chilling reminder that darkness can appear even in the kindest of minds.
Absolute Disaster Zone
This spot is a absolute nightmare. Everything are wrecked, and the air is thick with dust. Survivors scurry through the wreckage like rats, desperately seeking water. This place is a breathing testament to chaos.
Stay away if you value your sanity. The only thing worse than the threats here is the silence that follows.
The Everlasting Terror
The shadows dance/twist/writhe, their edges blurring like a fever dream. Every sound echoes/reverberates/thunders through the halls, whispering secrets of horror/darkness/destruction. Even the air feels/tastes/smells thick with fear/suspense/unease, a palpable presence that stifles/chokes/claws at your throat. You are trapped/ensnared/imprisoned within this living nightmare, each moment a torturous test/ordeal/trial of your sanity.
- Freedom feels like a distant dream
- Despair threatens to consume you
- Will you ever wake up?