Two sentence horror stories

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The classic form of game development had collapsed under its own weight. All games going forward would be F2P.
 
All I remember hearing was "I swear this will be funny"...
Next thing I know, I woke up on a bench seat in a jail cell

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My Lawyer said "Don't worry, I got this, they have no case"...
The Judge said "Guilty, Life Sentence, No chance of parole"

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This whole prison thing wasn't nearly as bad as everyone made it out to be...
Till that time "Tiny" tried to wash my back when I dropped the soap.

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"It doesn't really hurt all that much", I thought to myself as I lay there bleeding out slowly. I can't help but think back to how all this started, and how unfunny all of this turned out to be.
 
As inky digits trickled up and clawed at his frozen features he realized emptiness wasn't actually empty. The cold void stretched into infinity, containing all conceivable forms.
 
"Do you need some help?" the woman asked the melancholy-looking man standing precariously on the edge of the ravine. It seemed he did, so she gave him a push.



Meant to add that I like this one too:

retroman said:
A year after his wife had passed away, Henry decided to look through their photo albums.

He regretted the fact he had so few pictures of her, so he went down to the cellar to take some new ones.
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After stumbling through the dark on the way to the toilet, a man groggily drops his shorts and prepares to stream. Using both hands to keep his balance after a rough night of drinking, the question of just who was holding his manhood hadn't yet formed.
 
It’s dark and I can’t see anything and I can’t breathe and…

I saw a gigantic mouth rose from the deep when I swam and I can’t think and now I’m…
 
"I'll give you each two sentences to convince me to spare your lives," said the voice from the speaker, "so get writing." My mind went completely blank, and before I knew it this was all I had to show for it.
 
"Count down from 100 in your head, and you'll be waking up in recovery before you know it."

When her count reached zero, she still saw the lights of the operating room, still felt every slice from the scalpel's blade, and had already learned that no matter how she tried, her cries for help would all die before they left her lips.
 
The man embraced his longtime friend in a warm hug. He felt the blade pierce his lung as the blood poured from his mouth.

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The man was tasked to write a horror story in two sentences. As he typed, his thoughts manifested in front of him....

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Ecstatic, Henry showed his friend, Tim, the $1400 dollar ring he bought for his soon to be fiance. Tim shook his head and placed his hand on Henry's shoulder while he inserted a DVD named 'Big Ass, No Class'

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I don't think I can ever leave this closet. Those things in my room don't know I'm here and they just will not leave....

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Is there life after death? There sure is death after life.
 
I shuffled my way through the crowded elevator and pressed 'Ground', feeling the elevator descend directly to my floor and continue on, past the basement, deeper and deeper.

The elevators inhabitants turn and look directly into my eyes -- "Welcome".
 
Having feared death all his life, He had spent most of his 136 years ruthlessly making money to buy equipment, doctors, and new organs to delay the inevitable. Today he lays in his own personal hospital, the richest vegetable in the world, the doctors' records showing when his heart, lungs, liver, and kidneys were replaced, though they aren't sure when he lost his soul.
 
I was running late to work up on the 23rd floor, but thanks to the pains, the rumbling and the sweats, I knew I couldn't hold it in much longer.
As a single bead of sweat dripped into my eye, I tried to ease it out slowly to release the pressure, but it ripped with the force of Thor's Thunder in the crowded elevator at work....
 
I've avoided all mirrors since my reflection suddenly changed. Now, instead of seeing the failure I am when I glance, all I see is the model of success I could have been.
 
Being afraid of the dark, as a kid I got into the habit of reaching around door frames to turn a light on before I went through. Last night, something pushed my hand away from the switch.
 
True Stories #3 (why we moved)

My mom said she saw a woman washing the dishes. She closed the kitchen door and refused to talk for a couple of hours.
 
Damn fly had been buzzing around my head all day, so I slapped it the minute it landed on my ear. That was 3 days ago and the buzzing inside my head and the tickling just inside my ear are starting to drive me crazy.
 
The man opened the fridge, cursing himself at the lack of food and ever-growing growling within his stomach.

"Fear Not" the wife said, "We'll have plenty of food soon enough" she grinned as she rubbed her plump belly.
 
I love this thread, been reading the latest. :) I'd try to contribute.

There is this undeniable itch on my back I cannot reach. After a brief inspection of my back, there is a large ripe sebaceous cyst in the center of my back.

While sitting at the light, a woman felt an explosive force behind her inside the car. She reached with her hand into the back of her head and felt a gooey warm disintegrating mass in her hand.

A man was hit in the right shin from a soccer ball. After popping some painkillers, the skin of his right leg starts sloughing.

Two above is a true story and its fucked up reality. :shudders:

The first one is there's a video going around with a man with a very large cyst that spew puss like he's a slushie machine.

Second one is an urban legend. ;)

Third is covered in medical miracle, a man had contacted flesh eating bacteria of some unknown origin and somehow survived it. His leg barely had any base skin left.

For more stories on flesh eating bacteria, you can go here... which is worse than any horror story I'd ever read. Any little fucking thing can cause it but often than enough, its can get through a small cut from any unsanitary conditions you can get this. :\
 
The boy held onto his iPad closely, so that his younger sibling wouldn't see the erotic stimulating video for which he had counted on purifying his body.

A few minutes in however, echoes filled the room as he soon realized......the headphone jack was missing.

Did someone already beat me to this?
 
Nintendoga said:
The boy held onto his iPad closely, so that his younger sibling wouldn't see the erotic stimulating video for which he had counted on purifying his body.

A few minutes in however, echoes filled the room as he soon realized......the headphone jack was missing.

Did someone already beat me to this?
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Twice.
 
As the man snored, the spider stood anxiously on the edge of his mouth, timing the inhales, preparing to jump into the warmth of his throat. Moments before it entered, a deep voice echoed from the back of the man's sinuses: "SEAT'S TAKEN."
 
When I looked for the source of movement by my apartment door, I saw the robber looking at me face to face; grinning, he walked slowly back into the shadow of the building hall and closed the door. Everyday when I look through the door eye into the dark, I wonder if he is still looking back at me.
 
This night couldn't have been going any better for Paul, as he was alone at his house with the girl of his dreams, bent over naked in his bed getting pounded doggy style. Then he felt something hard pressed on the small of his back, as a big burly hand firmly gripped his shoulder, forcing him to lean more forward....
 
The first night they spent together had been wonderful; pure bliss, romance and passion. By the fifth night the maggots and the stench of her corpse made things somewhat more difficult, though still pleasurable.
 
The worst part about driving home alone isn't the woman in the backseat whispering, "crash your car." The worst part is passing a memorial with your picture on it.
 
He watched in horror as the madman mutilated his body, unable to tear his eyes away. After all, his viewpoint was limited by the jar.
 
Ace Harding said:
The first night they spent together had been wonderful; pure bliss, romance and passion. By the fifth night the maggots and the stench of her corpse made things somewhat more difficult, though still pleasurable.
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Remove "her corpse" and it will be better, leaving more for the reader's interpretation. IMHO.
 
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