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dyinggirldied · 1 year

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Where is my haunted asylum story? Imagine a corrupted asylum (no, Arkham is a prison so it doesn't count) with bad working conditions and unethical treatments.

Only, the dead (or the ghosts) are rising and extracting revenge on the place but the doctors thought there was a serial killer among them. The higher up tries to hide this from the media but Batman hears wind of it regardless.

Jason was sent to go undercover because he is the least to be regconized.

At the same day, Danny was sent to that particular asylum, courtesy of Vlad.

#remember the youngblood episode?#danny parents try all kind of treatment when they thought he had gone crazy #this is the what if #like imagine old wall crusting with dark brown stain #cold face doctors #dark hallway #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #jason todd #red hood #batfamily #dc #haunted asylum #mystery

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myhauntedsalem · 4 months

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Waverly Hills Shadow Child

With its growing reputation for paranormal activity, Waverly Hills Sanatorium is often called the ‘Most Haunted Hospital’ in America. Known hauntings include the apparitions of a young boy named Timmy who likes to play with rubber balls. The nurse who hanged herself is said to still haunt room 502, as is another nurse who fell from the same room’s window, and scattered screams and mysterious footsteps can regularly be heard echoing down the now abandoned hallways.

This photograph was taken during a tour of the sanatorium in 2014. The photographer claims there were no children in the building at the time it was taken, and that this chilling picture was snapped at random on her phone. Is this a sighting of young Timmy or another lost soul confined forever more within Waverly Hills walls?

#Waverly Hills Shadow Child #waverly hills #haunted asylum #ghost and hauntings #paranormal #ghost and spirits #haunted locations #haunted salem #ghost photo #myhauntedsalem #ghosts and spirits #ghosts #spirits

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ariana-winchester95 · 2 years

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Jack in the Box | Chapter 7

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Things aren't always what they seem.

A/N: This chapter features elements that go against Tumblr's guidelines and regulations, so if you would like to read it, please follow the link below to the series on my AO3 account, and look for Chapter 8 or alternatively the link is in the series Chapter List.

Jack in the Box

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mandyloves2read · 1 year

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👻ARC Review 👻

Silent Night Theme Park by C.A. Rene & Story Brooks

The Phantom Chasers book 2

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I loved the first book in this series so as soon as this one hit my kindle I devoured it! It’s dark twisted suspenseful mysterious creepy and super hot ! I love the harem their chemistry is so good the spice in this one is on fire ! I am really enjoying this unique story of ghost chasers the writing is excellent it sucks you in and doesn’t let go I loved that we got pov’s from all the main characters and I can’t wait for the third book already!

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Silent Night Theme Park (The Phantom Chasers Book 2) by @C.A.Rene & @story.brooks.author

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🔔 Paperback is Live

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👻Get It Here: https://books2read.com/u/b5jonG

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🍁Why Choose

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🍁MM

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🍁Poltergeist

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🍁Possession

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🍁Ghost Dub/con, Non/Con

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🍁Brother on Brother

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🍁Doppelganger

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🍁Bl🩸🩸d and Gore

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Hey, Phantom Hood!

What a crazy ride Bedlam was right?!

Well, after a much needed vodka break and some spanktastic pizza, we decided to put the requests to use again!

You guys decided and now we are headed to one hell of a Silent Night! Stay tuned for our next investigation at the abandoned Silent Night Theme Park!

Looks like there’s at least one place where Santa will never go.

We’ll be seeing you!

Sincerely,

Your Phantom Chasers.

Mary, Nick, Connor, and James

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#romance blog #book review #arc review #mandyloves2readbookreviews #mandyloves2read book blog #phantomchasers #whychooseromance #ghost hunters #mmromance #reverse harem #kindleunlimited #mustread #romance books #steamyromance #haunted asylum #darkromance #five star series #jlcrauthorservices #book reccs

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writeroffandom93 · 2 years

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SAM AND COLBY REACTION EP 4: Haunted Asylum

#youtube #sam and colby #reaction video #haunted asylum

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theabominabledeadair · 4 months

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Dead Air Ep 212: Gonjiam: Haunted Asylum

Prepare yourself! Team Dead Air is about to bring you to the scariest place on earth with 2018’s Gonjiam: Haunted Asylum.Han-Joon runs the ghost hunting Youtube channel “Horror Times” and sets his sights on doing an episode featuring one of CNN’s most scary places on earth, Gonjiam Asylum. He brings a team of six people in the hopes of big views and an even bigger payout from advertisers. With so…

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#Dead Air #Found Footage #Gonjiam #Haunted Asylum #horror #movie review #Podcast #review #splatterpictures

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why-are-you-looking-at-me-why · 7 months

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My body is haunted, and that's why I'm having a colonoscopy on Halloween.

It's the only day the ghosts are visible

One could say my ass is their little haunted asylum

#funny post #funny #stoner thoughts #stoner gals #ghosts #ghost #halloween #halloweencore #halloween aesthetic #colonoscopy #haunted body #haunted posts #haunted asylum #haunted

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eerienighted · 9 months

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nine-aetharia · 25 days

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i need swifties to shut the fuck up about 'oh so kendrick's disses can be analyzed for hidden meanings but we can't do the same for taylor songs' yeah bc that's not isolated to kendrick. subliminals and entendres abound in rap. taylor swift songs are as deep as a puddle while youre wearing flip flops and your feet still arent wet

#kendrick lamar #she's a rich industry plant talking about people not surviving the asylum they raised her in. girl shut the fuck up #she'd cry if you took her pet jet away #you seriously think she's on the same level as a pulitzer prize winner who wrote TO PIMP A FUCKING BUTTERFLY #and an album you can listen to either forwards or backwards and the meaning changes???? you think ahe can write smth as haunting as U????#also why the fuck are swifties even inserting themselves in this shut up sit down be humble

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welcome-to-alice-in-helll · 8 months

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#alice in wonderland #drink me #american mcgee's alice #creepy #gothic alice #goth #ghosts #horror #horror game #fran bow #alice asylum #alice madness returns #kawaii #doelet #haunted #trauma #mental health #wonderland

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animusrox · 1 month

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THIRTEEN HORROR FILMS THAT SCARED TF OUT OF ME

tag rules: select 13 horror films that at one point in time terrified the hell out of you (gifs optional)

tagging: @zombooyah @talesfromthecrypts @pascow @hellboys @crumb and anyone else reading this!

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myhauntedsalem · 2 months

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Galveston’s St. Mary’s Orphan Asylum

On September 7, 1900 a hurricane quietly entered the Gulf of Mexico. By the next day this storm brought in winds of 150 mph, which hit the Galveston barrier island destroying the town of the same name.

This hurricane known as The Great Storm is the deadliest * natural disaster to hit American soil. 3,600 homes were destroyed and more than 10,000 men, women and children lost their lives.

At this time, Galveston, a bustling port town was one of the largest and wealthiest cities in Texas. The future was bright for its 36,000 residents.

After 9:00 p.m. on September 8th all this prosperity would be gone.

Among the dead where 10 nuns and 90 of 93 children at St. Mary’s Orphan Asylum located on beachfront property located outside the town.

St. May’s Orphan Asylum–building on right girl’s dorm.

These nuns were apart of the Sisters of Charity that had established a Catholic infirmary in Galveston.

The orphans under their charge were mostly children that lost their parents to Yellow Fever—so eventually the orphanage connected to the hospital was moved outside of town to avoid this disease.

Sister Elizabeth Ryan was in Galveston on the morning the hurricane hit collecting supplies. Mother Gabriel tried to convince her to stay at the hospital until the storm passed but she refused for her supplies included food for that day’s supper at the orphanage.

What Sister Elizabeth didn’t know is that there would be no more suppers at St. Mary’s.

During the afternoon the winds and rains increased, the tide rose higher, fierce waves crashed onto the beach sending floodwaters ashore.

St. Mary’s consisted of two large dormitories with balconies that faced the gulf. Both buildings sat behind a row of sand dunes that were supported by Salt Cedar trees.

The tides began to erode these dunes, one orphan who survived stated later he watched as the dunes eroded, “as if they were made of flour.”

When the floodwaters reached the dorms the nuns gathered all the children into the girl’s dormitory for it was newer and the stronger of the two buildings.

At first they stayed in the first floor chapel, the nuns had the boys and girls sing a French hymn Queen of the Waves, which fishermen sang during storms—to keep the group calm.

But as the water rose they moved the group to the second floor where each nun tied clotheslines to their waist and then attached 6 to 8 orphans to them with it.

Several of the older boys went up to the roof. The children terrified now watched as the boy’s dorm was lifted off its foundations and washed away.

A ship that was being tossed in the storm hit their dorm–it lifted their building up, the floor fell out from beneath their feet and the roof crashed down trapping them in the water.

Only 3 orphan boys survived, William Murney, Frank Madera and Albert Campbell. They were washed away and woke later in a tree. They clung to this tree for a day before a small boat from town rescued them.

Several of the nun’s bodies were found later with children still attached via the clotheslines. One of the surviving boys witnessed a nun reassure two small children, “I will never let go.” She was found with both children still firmly grasped within her arms.

The nuns and children were buried where they were found.

On this terrible day, when the wind and gulf waters met at 6:00 p.m. the town was completely flooded—whole blocks were washed away within minutes.

At 7:30 p.m. the main tidal wave struck the south shore, it reached 15 to 20 feet.

In 1994, on the anniversary of The Great Storm Texas placed a historical marker at the section of the seawall, built after the storm, where St. Mary’s once stood. Descendants of the survivors attended and an all sang, Queen of the Waves.

Today, many believe that the spirits of small orphan victims haunt two structures where St. Mary’s once stood.

Employees at the Seawall Walmart have reported: misplaced toys, missing pallets of toy inventory, phantom children’s laughter and cries for help.

One former employee recalls the time she heard a little girl calling for her mother. She went to find the lost child to help. She searched the toy department calling out but received no response.

Other’s hearing this child’s cries, both employees and customers joined in the search but the child was never found and the cries eventually stopped.

Ten years ago this store was considered the most haunted spot on the island. Several news stories highlighted it.

The Hotel Galvez was built, in 1911 on the beach where St. Mary’s once stood. This hotel known as Queen of the Gulf has hosted U.S. presidents and celebrities as well as the ghosts of several small children.

Over the years many guests have reported poltergeist activity including: doors opening and closing and lights turning on and off by themselves. Several witnesses have seen glimpses of the orphans that linger.

Today, Galvestonians often see a figure dressed in an old-fashioned nun’s habit walking along the shore.

#Galveston’s St. Mary’s Orphan Asylum #Haunted Asylum #ghost and hauntings #paranormal #ghost and spirits #haunted locations #haunted salem #myhauntedsalem #paranormal phenomena #supernatural #ghosts #spirits #hauntings #haunted

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ariana-winchester95 · 2 years

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Jack in the Box || Chapter 4

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: As far as bad decisions go, Jimin and Taehyung where experts.

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At a single glance, even in the faint moonlight, anyone could tell how long the boxes had been left untouched. A thick layer of dirt and dust coated the top of the lids and the shelving. The structure groaned even as Jimin lightly dragged the tip of his finger through the dirt, leaving a clean line behind.

Each box is different and in various sizes. Little ones, bigger ones, plain and designed. Jimin looked at each one closely, observing the strange array of boxes. One box in particular called out to him, tilting his head to the side, Jimin reached out and picked up the box. The box was square in shape, intricate designs carved into the sides and a crank on one side. Jimin marvelled how the designs felt under his fingertips as he lightly touched the sides.

Jimin was too intrigued with the box to notice Taehyung creeping up behind him. The younger boy had asked Jimin a question but received no response from him. He’d turned to find Jimin standing with his back to him, head bowed looking down at something. With a smirk on his lips, Taehyung decided to slowly sneak up on Jimin.

“What are you looking at?”

Jimin felt hands clasp his shoulders, causing him to almost go through the roof, shrieking as he flew his hands up, thus, dropping the box.

“Taehyung, I will kill you one day.”

Jimin huffed as Taehyung’s deep chuckle rang his ear as he moved to pick up the box before freezing.

The box is opened.

Jimin felt something prickle beneath his skin as he picked up the jack in the box. Trying to shift the feeling as he placed the box back in its previous spot, Taehyung made a noise of remembrance.

“Let’s take that photo for Jungkook.”

Taking his phone out of his pocket, Taehyung moved closer to Jimin and handed him the torch. Taehyung reached his arm out, aiming the Snapchat camera towards them as Jimin shone the torch so they could see their faces. Taehyung swiped through the different filters, intently observing each one, an easy excuse to focus on Jimin and how he looked in the filters. Taehyung settled for the white, fluffy bunny ear filter, finding it the cutest on Jimin. He angled the camera in different ways, trying to decide which is best.

One other bunny filter popped up behind them, causing both to freeze, watching the empty seem to tilt its head. Simultaneously, they slowly turned, mirroring each other’s expressions with their mouths agape and looked behind them. They could feel their heart rates picking up seeing that there was no one behind them. They both swallowed thickly before looking back at the phone, the extra filter now disappeared.

“Hurry up and take the photo so we can go back to the front door.”

Jimin didn’t know how long they had already been inside the asylum, but he was ready to call it quits and be constantly reminded of how he’s a chicken from Jungkook. That he could live with.

Taehyung snapped a photo without a second thought, sending it to Jungkook quickly before grabbing Jimin’s hand and leaving the basement behind before anything else could scare them.

The pair tried their best to follow Jimin’s trail of m&m’s, part of the trail had disappeared underneath fallen wood, or the tiny chocolates had bounced in other directions. Finally reaching the top of the staircase, a noise rang out through the eerily silent asylum, startling the pair and closely resembling a shrill, disembodied laugh. The high pitch maniacal laughter sent a chill down their spines and echoed through empty hallways.

“What was that?”

Jimin was borderline frozen, save for his rapidly beating heart. His breaths came out in short, quick pants. He was acutely aware of Taehyung’s hand now firmly holding his, feeling it gently shake.

“Maybe it was the wind?”

Taehyung was quick to brush it off as just the wind, his words the complete opposite to what he was feeling, positive that Jimin could feel his hand shaking. His voice at the end went higher, making it sound more like a question than he was intending.

“That’s the first wind I ever heard with a sense of humour.”

Losing sight of the little chocolates under the torchlight, Taehyung and Jimin turned a wrong corner, hoping it was the direction they had come. Their eyes looked around curiously, trying to find something familiar to tell them the way but to no avail. The further they ventured, the more debris they came across.

“Oh my god,” Jimin whispered before he stepped into the room.

Large parts of the ceiling either lined the floor or were still hanging on by a thread, threatening to fall at any given moment. A table in the middle of the room tipped completely over and rested on a thick plank of wood.

Jimin’s body twitched as a rustling noise broke the silence, causing Jimin’s attention to move towards the table. After a few seconds of observing the table, the rustling sound rang out again, followed by a terrible scratching sound on concrete. Jimin stepped back and bumped into Taehyung, who firmly placed his hands on Jimin’s shoulders.

“There’s something under the table.”

Taehyung could see the fright in his eyes, his own eyes flicked to the table before stepping around Jimin and towards the table. Wrapping a large hand easily around the leg, Taehyung looked back at Jimin, now pressed against the cold concrete wall.

“On three,” Taehyung mouthed.

Counting down with his fingers, Taehyung lifted the table precisely on three. His body jolted as a stray cat ran out from under the table and from Jimin’s startling scream ringing through his ears.

“That was scary.” Jimin said with a smile.

The pair wandered the hallways, hoping and praying that they’ll find Jimin’s trail of m&m’s. Walking past a glassless window, Jimin stopped. He walked over to the window and leaned on the hard stony ledge, taking a moment to forget while looking out over the almost pitch-black forest. Taehyung appeared next to him, mirroring his posture. Jimin felt Taehyung shift closer to him, so close now that Jimin could feel the others’ shoulder touching his causing his breath to hitch in his throat.

“It’s actually quite pretty here.”

The moonlight highlighted the tops of the trees and the very few buildings surrounding the asylum. A thick fog now blanketed over various canopies, making the forest look like a mountain range.

“If you mean the view, then yes, I have to agree.” Taehyung said, his dark eyes seemingly staring into Jimin’s soul before looking back out the window.

Jimin stared at Taehyung a few moments more, in awe of how the moonlight seemed to make him look more handsome than he already was. Jimin told himself that he was reading into the other’s words too much, but he was sure that Taehyung had meant that Jimin was the view, not the moonlight nor the trees, his heart fluttered at the thought before pushing the idea aside, he only sees Jimin as a friend and that’s all they will be.

The two leaned looked out over the trees for what felt like hours before the hairs on the back of their necks stood on end as the maniacal laughter bounced off the concrete walls.

“There’s that creepy wind again.” Jimin spoke, quoting Taehyung’s previous words, with a smile as he looked up at the taller boy, his face fell.

Taehyung had turned around to look over his shoulder once he heard the laughter again, freezing as two white orbs reflected through the darkness of the hallway. Taehyung felt his breath catch in the back of his throat, he wanted to reach out to Jimin, but he couldn’t move his hand. Taehyung swallowed thickly, easing the tightness in his throat.

“Wind nothing. Look.”