Two sentence horror stories

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A long, grasping shadow from beneath the shut door snuffs out the light in my ceiling.

A second, more frigid and spindly and sheer, comes seeking one deep in my being.
 
It`s a nice sunny sunday morning, your coffee is goddamn good and you feel that this time you will do all those awesome things you keep putting off.
You opened GAF.
 
I sit bathing in the glow of the sunset, warmed by the presences of my love of a lifetime, toasting to our continued love and happiness.

She reached over to my ear, her sweet warm breath warming my neck and filling my nostrils and whispers softly, "remove...the....life...support..."
 
The expectant mother threw a nervous gaze about the room as she felt another strong twitch in her abdomen. The doctor running the ultrasound asked, "Have you ever seen Alien?"

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It's Christmas, family is over, and paying no mind to their elder wearily sipping whiskey in his chair with a revolver to his head. He cocks back the hammer, glances at his newborn grandson cooing, and smiles, for a moment.
 
The growling thing only steps behind her, she followed the light and voices and flung herself through the beaded curtain on the doorframe to what she hoped was safety. She involuntarily stopped short in the brightly lit room, realizing the curtain wasn't hung with beads, but fishhooks.
 
You get home, anxious to play your new, revolutionary Sony console. Six hours later, and you realize that playing as that iconic red plumber has never been more fun.
 
He closed his eyes to the horror, until the horror took his eyelids.

Eyes closed to horror, eyelids taken. - for the six word challenge.

He closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to see the surgeons scalpel create it's terrible art. Then he felt the scalpel cut into the soft delicate flesh of his eyelids. - attempt at more atmospheric.
 
He closed his eyes to the horror, until the horror took his eyelids.

Eyes closed to horror, eyelids taken. - for the six word challenge.

He closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to see the surgeons scalpel create it's terrible art. Then he felt the scalpel cut into the soft delicate flesh of his eyelids. - attempt at more atmospheric.
The bolded one is the most simple, but I think it's the better one in this case. I like it. Needs to be two sentences though.
 
"Are you sure I'll be OK, that it won't hurt?" she asked, her voice quivering. Before she heard an answer she was filled with a surge of pain and then nothing.

I awoke after midnight to the sharp scream of the baby's cry. I slowly walked to the cold empty crib and began to cry as well.

A few I thought up.
 
He was disappointed that only after a month of purchase, the pawn shop would only buy the ring for a third of what he paid. Others just didn't share with him the same value of it.

edit: oh shit, didn't realize it was suppose to be a horror story. guess it still kinda works
 
Everything was going well, the camera was rolling and things were feeling good. Suddenly, he felt the glass jar break....
 
The depraved serial killer teleported behind the girl as she reached the front door

But she was a level 15 mystic swordsman with "return damage" and "2x damage" skills equipped, so he gibbed himself when he stabbed her

This one got a chuckle out of me. Well played.
 
A full moon shone brightly upon the cloaked figure as he sprinted across the landscape, but he was already close to victory; just another 100 yards or so to shelter.

And then, all twelve of the moon's eyes opened.
 
He stared at all the rotten milk eggs and moldy bread wondering where his mother could be. Checking his phone he listened to the voicemail she left telling him to pick up milk eggs and bread and happily complied passing the reeking bathroom.
 
This is my first attempt and I'm no wordsmith...

His arm hanging off the edge of his bed he feels jack's cold, wet, nose against his hand. He panics as he remembers his dog jack had died three weeks earlier.

He wakes to his son whispering "dad can I have a glass of water?". He stumbles half asleep to the kitchen, gives his son a glass of water and holds his hand as they walk back to his sons room, only to see his son asleep in his bed.
 
I came home late one evening and went into the washroom to wash my hands. As I washed my hands, I noticed that my reflection stayed still and just kept stared at me.
 
Realizing he had lost his sight in one eye was the second-weirdest moment of his breakfast that morning. The first, of course, was when he realized what that squishy jelly-like bite of cereal had been.
 
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