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.
Adding insult to injury, I forgot my lunch/missed the bus 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 smothered over the land, unleashing horrors that were once suppressed. The walls between reality are disintegrating, allowing our deepest nightmares to manifest. Ancient evils stir, their sights fixed on a world unaware. The very essence of existence is being destroyed.
Last of Barrel
When you're at the bottom of the pile, it means you've hit rock bottom. You're scraping by, living on the margins of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getby and put food read more on the table. Your life might be full of challenges, but there's still hope for improvement. You just need to find the motivation to keep going.
Dreadful Deeds Done perpetrated
Through the annals of time we find tales that chill the stark soul. Horrific acts have been wrought by hands both human and perhaps otherwise. From ancient times to the modern day, the gloom of wickedness have spread upon vulnerable lives.
A tapestry woven with threads of deception, where bloodshed stains the fabric of humanity. Victims left in its trail, a horrifying reminder that darkness can manifest even in the kindest of souls.
Ultimate Disaster Zone
This spot is a true nightmare. Buildings are crumbled, and the air is thick with grime. Survivors scurry through the shrapnel like insects, desperately seeking water. This place is a breathing testament to devastation.
Beware if you value your sanity. The only thing worse than the dangers 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.
- There is no escape
- Despair threatens to consume you
- The nightmare may never end