You tell me a horror story.

Once in the 'baba is you' world, the rules seemed to twist in a terrifying way. The normally friendly Baba started to glitch. Walls became deadly traps that moved on their own. The words that were supposed to be for fun turned into curses. I saw Baba's eyes turn red as it chased me through the ever - changing maze of levels. It was a horror I'll never forget.

One '666 horror story' could be about a haunted house at 666 Elm Street. People say that at midnight, strange noises come from the house. Dark figures are seen in the windows, and anyone who dares to get too close feels an overwhelming sense of dread. There are rumors that a satanic cult once used the place for their rituals, and now the evil energy still lingers.

There was a haunted hotel where guests often reported strange occurrences. A couple checked in for a weekend getaway. At night, they heard a woman singing a sad song. They thought it was just another guest at first. But then they saw the figure of a woman in a white dress walking through their room. Her face was pale and she had a sad expression. When they tried to leave the room, the door was locked. The woman in white got closer and closer, and they could feel a cold chill. They finally managed to break a window and escape.

Once upon a time, in a small, isolated village, there was an old superstition. Whenever someone sneezed, people would say 'bless you'. One day, a stranger came to the village. As he entered the local inn and sneezed, everyone said 'bless you' in unison. But that night, strange things started to happen. People heard whispers of 'you should not have blessed me' echoing through the empty streets. Doors started to open and close on their own. The villagers soon realized that the stranger was not an ordinary man but a vengeful spirit who took offense at the 'bless you' phrase, believing it to be a curse in his former life. And so, the horror began as one by one, villagers started to disappear in the night.

One 1920 horror story could be about a haunted mansion. In 1920, there was a large, old mansion on the outskirts of a small town. A young couple moved in, ignoring the rumors. At night, they heard strange noises, like whispers and creaking floors. The wife would see a shadowy figure in the hallway. As they explored, they found a locked room in the attic. When they finally opened it, a cold wind blew out, and they saw old portraits with eyes that seemed to follow them. Terrified, they fled the mansion and never returned.

There was a haunted forest where people often got lost. A hiker named Tom ventured into it. As he walked deeper, the trees seemed to close in on him. He heard whispers that sounded like they were coming from the trees themselves. Then, he saw a figure in a white dress floating among the trees. Tom was so scared that he dropped his backpack and ran in the opposite direction. He didn't stop until he was out of the forest, but he could still feel the eyes of the figure on his back.

There was a small village haunted by a vengeful spirit. Every night, people would hear a blood - curdling scream. A traveler passing through the village decided to stay in an old inn. During the night, he woke up to a strange scratching sound on his window. When he looked outside, he saw a pale face with long black hair staring at him. The face started to melt into the window, and the traveler felt a cold hand grab his ankle. He quickly grabbed his things and ran out of the inn, never looking back.

Once upon a time, there was an old, abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town. A group of curious teenagers decided to explore it one night. As they entered, the door slammed shut behind them. They heard strange whispers and creaking sounds. In one of the rooms, they saw a figure in the corner. When they got closer, it vanished. Then, one by one, they started to disappear. Only one girl managed to escape, but she was never the same again, haunted by the memories of that night.

There was a family who made momos every Sunday. One Sunday, while making the momos, the mother noticed that the dough was turning a strange color. Ignoring it, they still cooked and ate the momos. That night, everyone in the family started having nightmares. In the nightmares, they saw a shadowy figure making momos with blood instead of water. It was so terrifying that they never made momos again.

In a Minecraft world, I built my house near a forest. One night, while I was in my house, I heard a loud howl. I looked out the window and saw a pack of wolves, but they were all black and had red eyes. They started circling my house. I grabbed my sword and went outside to fight them. But as soon as I stepped out, they disappeared. I went back inside, but then I heard them on my roof. I was so scared, not knowing when they would break in.