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 improved slightly 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 ready to scream/over it.
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 fallen over the land, unleashing horrors that were once suppressed. The lines between reality are blurring, allowing our deepest nightmares to manifest. Ancient evils rise, their sights fixed on a world helpless. The very essence of existence is torn destroyed.
Bottom at the Pile
When you're at the foot of the pile, it means you've hit rock bottom. You're scraping by, more info living on the edges of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getthrough and put food on the table. Your life might be full of obstacles, but there's still hope for betterment. You just need to find the willpower to keep going.
Dreadful Deeds Done executed
Through the annals of history we find tales that chill the stark soul. Horrific acts have been committed by hands both human and possibly otherwise. From old times to the contemporary day, the gloom of wickedness have spread upon harmless lives.
A tapestry woven with threads of deception, where bloodshed stains the fabric of humanity. Victims left in its path, a frightening reminder that darkness can manifest even in the warmest of minds.
Ultimate Disaster Zone
This spot is a true nightmare. Buildings are wrecked, and the air is thick with dust. Civilians scurry through the wreckage like insects, desperately seeking water. This place is a living testament to destruction.
Beware if you value your well-being. The only thing worse than the hazards here is the emptiness 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
- A faint glimmer of hope remains
- Only the darkness knows the answer