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.
To top it off, 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.
Within Worst Fears Unleashed
A chilling darkness has fallen over the land, awakening horrors that were once confined. The lines between worlds are blurring, allowing our deepest terrors to invade. Unseen evils stir, their sights fixed on a world unaware. The very core of existence is being apart.
Lowest at the 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 margins of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getalong and put food on the table. Your life might be full of obstacles, but there's still hope for redemption. 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. Monstrous acts have been committed worst by hands both human and possibly otherwise. From ancient times to the present day, the darkness of evil have spread upon innocent lives.
A tapestry woven with threads of treachery, where violence stains the fabric of civilization. Victims left in its trail, a horrifying reminder that darkness can manifest even in the kindest of hearts.
Extreme Disaster Zone
This location is a total nightmare. Everything are crumbled, and the air is thick with debris. Villagers scurry through the shrapnel like ants, desperately seeking food. This place is a living testament to devastation.
Do not enter if you value your sanity. The only thing worse than the hazards here is the emptiness that follows.
A Living Nightmare
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
- A faint glimmer of hope remains
- The nightmare may never end