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 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 chilling darkness has crept over the land, awakening horrors that were once buried. The lines between sanity are blurring, beckoning our deepest fears to invade. Ancient evils rise, their eyes fixed on a world helpless. The very essence of existence is torn apart.

Last on Heap

When you're at the bottom of the barrel, it means you've hit rock hard times. You're scraping by, living on the fringes of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getby and put food on the table. Your life might be full of hardships, 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 history we find tales that chill the very soul. Horrific acts have been unleashed by hands both human and possibly otherwise. From forgotten times to the modern day, the gloom of evil have fallen upon harmless lives.

A tapestry woven with threads of deception, where bloodshed stains the fabric of civilization. Innocents left in its wake, a frightening reminder that darkness can manifest even in the warmest of hearts.

Extreme Disaster Zone

This location is a absolute nightmare. Everything are destroyed, and the air is thick with grime. Villagers scurry through the shrapnel like ants, desperately seeking food. This place is a walking testament to chaos.

Beware if you value your sanity. The only thing worse than the threats here is the silence 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.

• There is no escape
• Hope flickers weakly
• Will you ever wake up?