Liminal Stories

A Dream... simply.

Ryu Ishiyama has decided to take on the life of a plasma farmer on Heliagro. What he didn't expect was what came next.

FOLLOW DA BOIS Day, Hollow, and Kaligo as they hunt horrifying Analog horror inspired monsters. THEY TRAVEL THROUGHOUT UNIVERES, MAKE LOTS OF JOKES, AND FUCK UP, (BUT NOT TOO BAD PROBABLY). THEY SHALL END THE WOR- WELL, TRY TO SAVE THE WORLD, AND MEET NEW BUDDIES (Lilly and Orian) WHO MAY OR MAY NOT DIE A FEW TIMES, YIPPIE.

Im gonna redo this story to make it dragged out more so consider this the draft. [[The cover I found on Pinterest.]] ×Dreamcore stuff in it idk how to write a description but if you really like ANGST and LIMINAL SHIT. THIS MFS FOR YOU. Its 3am and Im gonna write and finish this whole fanfic before I sleep so I dont lose the story like I did my Omori fic.

After an accident that left her with no purpose in life, Liv has to face the empty world searching for a way out, all on her own with no guidance but the haunting feeling of being followed. How did she end up in such a space, and will she ever be able to get out? Do you think you can survive, or will you spiral into an endless panic? Keep reading to find out. ◆ Warning ◆ This book contains heavy themes that could be unsettling, or triggering to some. Please check out ▪︎ Warning and Aesthetics ▪︎ before proceeding for a clue of this book's direction. (Complete)

Step inside Circus Circus, a neon drenched fever dream where the year 1999 stretched on forever in an eternal loop of artificial twilight. The air hung heavy with electric perfume of hot circuit boards, ozone and spilled cherry red soda that it baked into the threadbare carpets for decades. Overhead. Violent tubes of magenta and electric blue hissed and buzzed, casting long, bruised shadows across a labyrinth of dormant cabinets. Here, time didn't March forward. It stood in a perpetual standstill. And for Milo, standing alone in the humid dark before a nameless machine, the quarter was about to cost more than just a quarter.

A close-knit group of anthropomorphic friends-Kasper, Alyx, Fabian, Dusty, Trap, and Cosmic-venture through the eerie Backrooms levels. Each brings unique abilities as they face strange landscapes, dangerous entities, and hidden secrets. Together, they navigate the shifting realities, relying on their bond to survive the lurking horrors and uncover the mysteries within the Backrooms.

En las navidades del 2003, una niña comienza a encontrarse con una extraña criatura en sus sueños. Cuando esta aparece finalmente frente a ella, le ofrece algo que parece demasiado bueno para rechazar: una aventura hacia un lugar que no debería existir. Pero para John, su hermano mayor, aquello no tiene nada de aventura. John deberá proteger a su hermana de esta cosa y de ese lugar antes de que la consuman.

This short first-person story gives you a detailed description of the feeling of liminality.

just read it it's a short horror. kinda kringe tbh but wtv

Many have found themselves trapped in the liminal spaces of the Backrooms. Some survive through grit and preparation, others through teamwork and compassion. Many, however, meet their untimely end--forever claimed by the byzantine labyrinth. This is a compendium of their unfortunate stories.

A group of urban explorers go out for one last expedition in their small Appalachian town--their destination; a mysterious red manor tucked away deep in the mountains. What starts as the perfect find, soon turns into a nightmare, however, as visiting the house roused something ancient, binding all involved to a terrible, unknown curse. Now fighting for their lives, the group of five must bide their time while attempting to unravel the mystery and free themselves; a hard burden to bear when they're also the only ones stopping the horrors of the manor from bleeding beyond its crimson walls.

Step inside The Honeycombs Hideout, a labyrinth of nightmares where reality cracks at the edges, and the ordinary turns horrifyingly unfamiliar. This chilling anthology plunges readers into a kaleidoscope of terror, weaving together tales of liminal spaces, cosmic dread, and the inescapable horrors lurking within the human psyche. • The Backrooms: Wander endless, fluorescent-lit hallways where time and sanity dissolve. Escape isn't impossible-it's forbidden. Something watches from the corners of every empty room, waiting for a moment of weakness. • Cosmic Horror: Discover ancient, indifferent forces that bend time, space, and human comprehension. Here, the stars are not guiding lights but predatory eyes, consuming everything they touch. • Uncanny Valley: Glimpse the face of a smiling stranger who looks almost human-but not quite. When you hear them speak, you'll wish you hadn't. • Psychological Horror: Question the boundaries between memory and delusion, love and obsession, reality and madness. The scariest monsters are the ones you create for yourself. • Liminal Spaces: Find yourself trapped in places that feel eerily familiar, where the air is heavy with nostalgia and dread. Nothing moves, yet everything is waiting for you to break the silence. • The Unknown: Walk into the void, where every step is a gamble, and every answer only deepens the terror. In these stories, ignorance is the only thing keeping you alive. Each story in The Honeycombs Hideout is a doorway into another layer of fear, designed to haunt your thoughts long after the last page. The spaces are vast, the corridors endless, and the hideout itself is alive-always growing, always watching. But beware: The Hideout doesn't let anyone leave unchanged. Some don't leave at all.

I write while on the bus. I often feel like I am waiting for something more while in the moment. With my former relationship I felt that we had all of what was happening in the moment but I was waiting for the future with them. This is about that feeling of wanting the be living in the day dreams of the future.

​In a city that never stops, some trains take you further than you intended to go. ​Caught in the monotonous grind of daily life, you find yourself stepping onto a platform that defies logic. As the familiar subway station transforms into a haunting, surreal landscape where reality begins to fracture, he must navigate the chilling echoes of your own mind. In a place where "Solipsism" is more than just a word scrawled on a wall, you face the terrifying possibility that you are the only thing standing between your existence and total erasure.

A fan-made story based on the liminal and dystopian universe of the greatest left turn in music history, Kid A by Radiohead. OBS: this story is unfinished and largely unpolished. I'll focus on finishing the story and then polish it, make it a little more readable in a traditional format. it's also important to mention that i don't own the cover artwork, it's just a pic i found online as temporary artwork. i'll make smt more or less original at a later date

Empty warehouses. Flickering lights. Endless silence. Beneath fluorescent lights and surrounded by silent industrial corridors, two security guards endure another lonely overnight shift at the guard shack. The night begins like any other beneath the cold stillness of the industrial world. But in places where few people walk and fewer still linger, something unsettling slowly reveals itself within the darkness. Sometimes the quiet is the most frightening thing of all. Sometimes the night watches back.

A goddess severed from her woven path. A prince that seeks righteous bloodshed. When the balance of nature's pantheons are shaken by mortals dilemmas, it is up to a dispelled goddess to restore peace.

Kalydoros was never important enough to be remembered by history. A quiet Mediterranean island of harbors, mountain villages, aging hotels, and inherited routines, it survives through tourism, bureaucracy, and the comforting belief that nothing truly changes there anymore. Then the anomalies begin. At first they seem harmless. An inconvenience. Another strange story to discuss over coffee before returning to work. But as the weeks pass, citizens begin standing motionless in the streets, staring northward for reasons they cannot explain. Others develop conditions that defy every medical explanation. Entire districts adapt to events no one understands. Authorities rename what they cannot solve. Institutions reorganize around the abnormal. Life continues. Because life always continues. When Dr. Leandros Sarantis survives an accident that should have killed him, and microbiologist Dr. Irini Delimaris uncovers evidence that the phenomenon may not be natural at all, they find themselves confronting a transformation spreading quietly beneath the island's ordinary routines. Some mysteries arrive with violence. Others arrive politely, become familiar, and wait for society to welcome them. The Borrowed is a psychological mystery and literary dystopian thriller about memory, identity, adaptation, and the terrifying ease with which human beings learn to surrender uncertainty in exchange for direction. New chapters released weekly. © 2026 Samuel Harry Lorian. Thank you for reading The Borrowed. Reader thoughts, theories, and comments are always welcome and greatly appreciated.

Cherish them.