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, read more 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.
Just for kicks, 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 at my wit's end.
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.
Within Worst Fears Unleashed
A treacherous darkness has smothered over the land, awakening horrors that were once confined. The lines between worlds are shattering, beckoning our deepest fears to invade. Ancient evils awaken, their eyes fixed on a world unaware. The very fabric of existence is torn destroyed.
Last of Pile
When you're at the foot of the heap, it means you've hit rock bottom. You're scraping by, living on the edges of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getby 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 strength to keep going.
Dreadful Deeds Done committed
Through the annals of history we find tales that chill the very soul. Ghastly acts have been unleashed by hands both human and possibly otherwise. From ancient times to the present day, the shadows of sin have spread upon innocent lives.
A tapestry woven with threads of deception, where bloodshed stains the fabric of society. Victims left in its path, a horrifying reminder that darkness can emerge even in the warmest of hearts.
Extreme Disaster Zone
This area is a true nightmare. Structures are wrecked, and the air is thick with debris. Survivors scurry through the wreckage like insects, desperately seeking food. This place is a walking testament to devastation.
Beware if you value your sanity. The only thing worse than the threats here is the silence that follows.
A Haunting Reality
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
- Despair threatens to consume you
- Will you ever wake up?
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