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 more info 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 went downhill from there 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, awakening horrors that were once confined. The boundaries between reality are disintegrating, allowing our deepest terrors to manifest. Unseen evils rise, their gaze fixed on a world unaware. The very fabric of existence is coming undone.
Last on Pile
When you're at the bottom of the heap, it means you've hit rock rough luck. You're scraping by, living on the edges of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getalong and put food on the table. Your life might be full of challenges, but there's still hope for improvement. You just need to find the willpower to keep going.
Dreadful Deeds Done executed
Through the annals of time we find tales that chill the stark soul. Horrific acts have been committed by hands both human and perhaps otherwise. From forgotten times to the contemporary day, the shadows of evil have spread upon innocent lives.
A tapestry woven with threads of betrayal, where violence stains the fabric of society. Innocents left in its wake, a chilling reminder that darkness can emerge even in the kindest of souls.
Ultimate Disaster Zone
This spot is a true nightmare. Structures are wrecked, and the air is thick with debris. Civilians scurry through the wreckage like ants, desperately seeking shelter. This place is a breathing testament to devastation.
Do not enter if you value your life. The only thing worse than the hazards here is the silence 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.
- Escape seems impossible
- Despair threatens to consume you
- The nightmare may never end