Tonight, we’re not just dipping a toe into the shadows—we’re plunging headfirst into one of the most suffocating nightmares ever put to paper. Guy de Maupassant’s The Horla isn’t your average ghost story. No rattling chains, no creaky floorboards—this is the horror of being seen by something you cannot see, of feeling your very will siphoned away by a presence that never shows its face.

Part 1 eases us in with diary entries—mundane, almost harmless at first. A restless night. A strange heaviness in the air. A feeling, dismissed, of being watched. But those cracks soon widen, and with every page the walls close in. The air thickens, the silence grows louder, and the terror seeps through the ordinary until you’re left wondering: have I ever truly been alone at night… or has something been quietly drinking from me all along?

🕯️ A Few Uneasy Truths About The Horla:

This is just the beginning—The Horla, Part 1. Strap yourself in, dim the lights, and remember: not all visitors knock at the door. Some… are already inside.

And to my brilliant supporters—you are the torchbearers who keep this show burning in the dark. Without you, the shadows would swallow it whole.

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– Your Tale Teller 🥰