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 got stuck in traffic 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 treacherous darkness has fallen over the land, releasing horrors that were once suppressed. The lines between sanity are disintegrating, allowing our deepest fears to manifest. Ancient evils rise, their sights fixed on a world helpless. The very essence of existence is coming apart.

Last of Pile

When you're at the foot of the pile, 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 {getthrough and put food on the table. Your life might be get more info full of obstacles, but there's still hope for redemption. You just need to find the strength to keep going.

Dreadful Deeds Done perpetrated

Through the annals of history we find tales that chill the absolute soul. Horrific acts have been unleashed by hands both human and perhaps otherwise. From forgotten times to the contemporary day, the shadows of evil have spread upon harmless lives.

A tapestry woven with threads of betrayal, where violence stains the fabric of humanity. Victims left in its trail, a chilling reminder that darkness can emerge even in the kindest of souls.

Extreme Disaster Zone

This area is a absolute nightmare. Buildings are wrecked, and the air is thick with grime. Villagers scurry through the ruins like ants, desperately seeking shelter. This place is a breathing testament to devastation.

Beware if you value your life. The only thing worse than the threats 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
• Hope flickers weakly
• Only the darkness knows the answer