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.

Within Worst Fears Unleashed

A sinister darkness has smothered over the land, releasing horrors that were once confined. The boundaries between reality are shattering, forcing our deepest terrors to invade. Ancient evils rise, their sights fixed on a world unsuspecting. The very core of existence is coming destroyed.

Last of Pile

When you're at the nadir of the heap, it means you've hit rock hard times. You're scraping by, living on the edges of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getthrough and put food on the table. Your life might be full of challenges, but there's still hope for redemption. You just need to find the motivation to keep going.

Dreadful Deeds Done executed

Through the annals here of records we find tales that chill the absolute soul. Horrific acts have been wrought by hands both human and maybe otherwise. From old times to the contemporary day, the darkness of evil have fallen upon innocent lives.

A tapestry woven with threads of betrayal, where bloodshed stains the fabric of society. Victims left in its wake, a horrifying reminder that darkness can emerge even in the warmest of souls.

Absolute Disaster Zone

This area is a absolute nightmare. Structures are crumbled, and the air is thick with debris. Villagers scurry through the shrapnel like rats, desperately seeking food. This place is a breathing testament to destruction.

Beware if you value your well-being. The only thing worse than the dangers 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.

• Escape seems impossible
• Despair threatens to consume you
• The nightmare may never end