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The Abnormal Horror





In the year 1981, in an unexplored town, where nobody lived, an eerie incident took place. 

On a new moon night, a king named John and his entourage, came to explore the town. He decided to stay there for the night and thought of building a castle over there. 

At night, the villagers who had come along with the king heard strange sounds. However, they did not pay any attention and slept. In the morning, about 100 villagers were found dead. Who killed them, was the question. King John and his soldiers went to explore more. 

Suddenly, they heard a loud cry for help. Help me! My king! Please help me! Something interrupted the voice. Then, they saw in that direction and could guess the cause of it all. It was a blackish - purple creature with a black fur coat. It had sharp white canines and believe me, they were extremely sharp. The sight of it was very scary. It disappeared in a second! It looked like a VAMPIRE. 

The following night, again another 40 odd villagers were found dead. King John had enough of it. He decided to look into the matter himself. Hence, in the night, he stood in a corner to watch who was the culprit. And, as expected, no one turned up. But, he could see some footprints. King John followed the footprints, which led him to a big tower hidden between the bushes, full of cobwebs and bats. Just a solitary candle dimly lit the place. There, he found a secret trap door. He was about to open the door when he heard a vampire screech. He immediately took out his sword but it was too late as the vampire had already bitten him, which turned the king into a vampire. 

The evil vampire’s name was Baronyx. Soon, it was dawn and as you know vampires cannot bear sunlight. So, the vampires got burnt into ashes, including the king. But, since the leader of the vampires Sahilare was cursed, his turning into ashes made all the vampires back to human beings. Thus, King John named the town as EVILINN. Baronyx's vampire skin coat burned to ashes, leaving his former human form. He was King Joseph. King John and Joseph became allies and returned to their kingdoms, victorious. A few years later, John and Joseph had grandchildren, Euron and Joseph II

 Everybody still remembers this incident as The Abnormal Horror.
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  1. Akshay18 April 2016 at 08:27

    Good job !!! Looking forward to more stories from your creative and imaginative mind !!!

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    1. Wordplay-TRS25 June 2016 at 18:25

      Thanks! I hope you enjoyed the story. Try the other stories too,and do not forget to tell how good they were!!!!

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  2. Unknown18 April 2016 at 22:41

    Great going Armaan! Keep at it. This is good stuff!

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    1. Wordplay-TRS25 June 2016 at 18:28

      Thanks Neelam auntie! There is other good stuff too! Read the other stories too and rate them by giving thumbs up or stars!!😄

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  3. Deepak Vijayakar11 August 2018 at 12:36

    Too good. Imagination is superb.keep it up. this is Aaji.

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  4. Anonymous19 September 2025 at 19:10

    Beginning of an Era

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  5. Anonymous19 September 2025 at 19:11

    Another banger by AAK

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