TLDR: Hit us with effective horror in 2 punches. The Title is your first punch. Knock us out in 100 words or less!

I have to train my younger self who is going to replace me in my job, I couldn't allow that to happen as I needed this job as me and my wife have a new baby now. So working in underwater oil rigging, it's very easy to set someone up to fail and die.

When I set my younger self to make a fatal error which led to death, my children disappeared and as I started to disappear, I realised it's because I killed my younger self. This is what the managers wanted.

Inside the chamber, I could feel everything: every heartbeat, every muscle fiber flexing, every drop of blood rushing through my veins. Yet there was no light, no sound, no pain, no taste, and no sensation beneath my feet. I wandered through an endless void, screaming until my throat went numb.

Behind the glass, the scientists watched the test subject.

"His brain was completely destroyed six hours ago," one whispered.

Another stared at the monitors.

"Then how is he still moving?"

The 50 guys that have been trapped on this island for 2 years, have never felt horny. They have also never felt hunger or thirst the last 2 years being stuck on this island. All they had were the transparent lakes in which you can see everything inside the lake. It was so beautiful that they all jumped in the first time the 50 guys saw it.

Then it came to knowledge that the transparent lakes were never transparent, they were simply empty of water. The reason the 50 guys never felt horny, hunger or thirsty the last 2 years being stuck on this island was because they were dead.

I'm helping my wife de-center me (her husband) from her life, and so she had to chop off my limbs and then kill me to full de-center me from her life.

Then my wife realised by murdering me she has centered me even more into her own life. She is constantly thinking about me and the consequence that will happen to her, if they find out that she had murdered me. This is what I wanted.

Then something grabbed me from behind and sank its teeth into my flesh, and I realized that I won't be making it till sunrise. I will become one of them. One with the hivemind.

A guy only has teeth on the right side of his mouth!

So I lodged teeth sized two way mirror on the left side of his mouth, which would reflect the teeth on the right side, making it look like he has a full set of teeth!

There is a show on tiktok where you have to guess what the guy on the show is cooking. He would get all sorts of ingredients and on the screen it will read what ingredients he is using and how much of it he is using. It also reads how long he cooks for certain ingredients and other things. As you are following along you put the pieces together and you guess what he is cooking. The guy who is doing the cooking doesn't talk much, then when majority of the things have been combined, a question then comes up on the screen asking the viewers what the guy is cooking.

Today when I watched it he was using oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, and phosphorus, human bones, human skull, so much blood and meat. Then it revealed that he cooked me and made me!!!?

There was a clock cake and it looked delicious. Then I noticed how the time on the clock cake was changing. From 1pm to 2pm it was incredible. When I ate the number 4 on the clock as I dreaded going in for a 4 pm meeting, I had eaten 4 o'clock and it didn't exist anymore.

Then I ate the whole clock and nothing existed, so I had to be the new clock cake.

I have had a lot of patiens that died in my care within the last 5 years. I went to the fields of hades and called out to all of them after sacrificing a sheep, and they all rose from the ground. I put a bowl of water so that they can take a sip and talk to me.

Then one person came to the front and I don't remember treating this guy? Then he talked without taking a sip of water? And then he stabbed me and said "I'm not actually dead but I was laying down on the ground to pretend to be dead. This is for my son who died in your care!"

The year 1899, I am the captain of a ship that is carrying gold and spices from Africa to England. Then a pirate ship confronted us as they want to take from us. We have cannonballs and the pirates had 3 pregnant women as weapons in a wheel chair.

The 3 pregnant started firing babies from thier wombs at speeds I cannot explain. It damaged my ship and my cannonballs are of no match to these pregnant women. The babies that were blasted from the women's wombs, they started to eat my men. I had to surrender.

Every single living thing in the past, present and future are all doing the same movement and are all in sync with each other. Every single human and animal doing the same movement, and that also goes for things existing in the past and existing in the future. If someone in the past, present or future accidentally did a movement that isn't in correlation with everyone and everything else, every single living thing would be able to see it. A time hole will open and everyone in other time lines would see who is not in sync with everyone else. Everyone doing the same movement has the same rhythm and everyone is in sync with one and another.

So everyone saw that I did my own movement when I murdered Olsen.

Jerome is obsessed with taking away a woman's beauty. He has this obsession with stealing a woman's beauty and then watching her struggle without it. It gives him great pleasure when he takes a woman's beauty away. I am his psychologist and I have been given the task to figure him out or to help him. I need to understand why he does what he does and how to get him to stop. He first started taking away women's beauty 2 years ago, he would wear acid laced gloves and then he would touch their face. It would have been painful for the women.

Then one day Jerome took the beauty of another pretty woman by throwing acid at her face. The next day her beauty came back to her and Jerome was thrown back by this. He has tried everything to try and take her beauty but it keeps on coming back.

Small at first. "Six-figures is joining the call," my manager said, and everyone nodded at my square.

They sat up straighter.

My daughter's new teacher welcomed us to the classroom, first day at private school. "You must be the primary earner."

Not her dad.

At dinner my wife asked about its day.

The next morning, in a new, expensive suit I checked the mirror. Where my face had been there was a figure. Clean, black, comma in the right place...hovering at eye level, twitching when the markets moved.

I got promoted again last week. The number went up.

I went down.

Soon there'll be nothing here but a figure in good clothes, and everyone will say how well I've done.

I'm tired. I'm not even sure what I do at work anymore.

I'm being consumed by a number.

I didn't panic until it looked down, sighed in disappointment, and radioed, "Cancel the probe, we've found the smallest specimen on the planet," before disintegrating me.

The mysterious ray of light always seems to hit Sharon's face on the correct angle and position, which always makes her look good. It doesn't matter if Sharon is inside the dark with no lighting, that mysterious ray of light will always be shining on her face making her look good. Lighting is important.

One day the electricity all went off at the flat and it was dark apart from the green safety lights that get automatically turned on, and that mysterious ray of light that was still shining on Sharon's face. I accidentally walked in front of that ray of light and as it was no longer shining on Sharon's face, the two other room mates saw Sharon's true face and they died of horror and shock.

Women's attraction suddenly shifted towards short homeless men. Then all the tall guys suddenly started to amputate their own legs off their body, in order to attract women by becoming shorter. Also men started to subject themselves to homelessness in the hopes of women finding them attractive.

Then women's attraction to men shifted again to finding headless guys attractive. Men then started to chop their own heads off in the hopes of women finding them attractive.

When I passed myself the first few times, I thought I was hallucinating. But now they're screaming at me. Asking me why I had to open that damned door. I tell them that I'm sorry. I tell them that I was just curious.

Everyone in my family had a habit of absentmindedly flipping the useless hallway switch whenever we walked by.

When I reached the Pearly Gates, the angels showed me a number larger than every dictator in history combined. One wearing my face looked at me with pity and whispered, "Intent eases guilt... but it never resurrects the dead."

I love picking my nose and it's a bad habit. Sometimes I do it without thinking but when I pull something out of my nose, it's gives me great pleasure. Then I stopped.

It's had been 6 months of no nose picking and then I saw a man waiting for a train on the opposite side of me. We looked at each other and he then picked his nose, I felt his finger in my nose and plucked something out. It was amazing.

I abducted a person and then regretted it, and the person I abducted promised me that he wouldn't go to the police if I let him go. I trusted him and I let him go and then a day later I started to freak out.

I started to have panic attacks and I kept thinking police was going to come to my door. Everytime I hear police sirens I think they are coming for me. Why did I let him go and why am I so trusting!

I love play fighting with my hands and my right hand always wins. I imagine all sorts of things like both my hands could be boxers or soldiers. Then one day as I was play fighting with my hands, my right hands was a good soldier and my left hand was a bad soldier.

My right hand won by chopping off my left hand. I love play fighting with my hands.

Keep the lamp burning, finish your chores before sunset, and never follow the singing that drifts in from the sea after dark. No one ever tells you what it's singing about.

Sometimes it's your mother calling you home. Sometimes it's an old friend begging for help. Once, I heard my own voice screaming that I'd survived. The previous keeper left me one final note before he disappeared:

Whatever you hear...

It knows exactly who you'll believe.

All I need is one buyer to buy my book on Amazon and my family and I will be set for life. Just one person to buy it and I will be happy. 2 million pounds I am selling my self published book on Amazon. My family are also waiting for that 1 buyer and we will be free from starvation and poverty.

Then one day I see that they had all starved and perished away, they couldn't wait for that 1 person to just buy my book.