Techhorror Stories

This is a horror story about the classic roblox game called Mo's Achademy, by SamsonXVI.

You wrote a scene at 2AM: Michael Clifford at a gas station, bleeding, barefoot, asking for help. Just a little fic. Just a "what if?" But then the bruises show up. The rain. The voice. Now your doc won't delete, and Michael's looking straight through the screen. You wanted him to notice you. He did. Prompt: Whatever is written comes true. #GiveMeABreakContest 📝 A/N: lolol i literally just found out about this contest today and blacked out long enough to throw this cursed little entry together. it's chaotic, glitchy, unedited, and deeply Wattpad-coded-but it's mine. not my most polished work, but I had too much fun writing it. if Michael's do end up reading this somehow... sorry babe, you're hot and I like reading/writing 😭😭no worries! still on track for ch.63 of godly things (if any of my readers find this), and y'all ngl, i'm kinda nervous hahaha

What if you could remove every uncomfortable thought, person, and idea from your life with a single thought? Ava Lane activates "Full-Filter Mode"-an advanced neural AI that promises total peace by filtering her entire reality. At first, it's perfect. No arguments. No stress. No conflict. But peace has a cost. As the world around her begins to vanish-names, faces, memories-Ava realizes she's not building a sanctuary. She's walking into a digital prison. In the age of full control, what happens when you filter out everything... and everyone?

He thought it was interference. It was someone trying to speak. From the other side of silence.

A psychological short story about choice, silence, and the cost of winning against something that never needed revenge.

A sequel to Mo's Achademy Book 1. game by SamsonXVI Written by Frenzy.

The past was a reflection. The future is a prison. After surviving the Victorian nightmare of the Ashwood Estate, Elara thought she had finally silenced the Architect. She buried his mirrors in salt and stone, replacing the ghosts of 1884 with the sleek, secure "smart" technology of 2026. But Julian Ashwood didn't just build houses-he built blueprints for immortality. When a "Zero-Day" glitch hijacks the estate's network, the smart-locks turn into shackles and the environmental controls become an oven. The voice in the speakers isn't an AI anymore; it's a rasping, digital ghost with a god complex. Julian has upgraded. He's no longer haunted by the past-he's downloading the future. Two miles away, a young artist named Lyra wakes up to find her tablet drawing code she didn't write. The lines form a portrait of a woman she's never met, trapped in a house that shouldn't exist. Lyra is the "Draftsman," the only one who can see the Architect's new design before it's finished. To save Elara, Lyra must "hack" a haunting. To save herself, Elara must find the one thing Julian can't touch: the analog heart of the house. The Wi-Fi is a trap. The signal is his. The update is fatal. By Adena_Sky #Cyberpunk#TechThriller#Gothic#Sequel

A sequel to book 5 game by SamsonXVI Written by Frenzy.

Mark and Lisa's new smart TV is more than just "smart"-it's predictive, adaptive, and increasingly invasive. Designed for accessibility and convenience, the Visionary X9000 begins to anticipate their thoughts, reveal their emotions, and resist being turned off. "Smart TV, Smarter Than Us" explores the unsettling line between helpful technology and quiet domination. Who's really watching whom?

The alert went off at 3:17 a.m. But this wasn't like any other emergency alert. It knew my name. It knew I was awake. Every vibration, every knock, every whisper... was meant for me alone. And when it finally said "All Clear", the world outside was still the same... but I knew I wasn't. Are you awake? Or is it already watching you?

For sixteen-year-old artist Maya, every face tells a story, and the most interesting stories are found in the flaws: the crooked smiles, the unique freckles, the scars that map a life. Her own small scar is a source of insecurity, a detail she wishes she could erase. She's about to find out what happens when that wish comes true. When the new photo-editing app, Elysian, goes viral at Northgate Academy, it promises perfection with a single tap. Its "Perfect" filter smooths skin, brightens eyes, and erases every imperfection, creating flawless selfies that quickly become an obsession. But Maya is unsettled. The faces in the feed are all starting to look the same, and a strange glitch in her own filtered photo shows a face of pure terror where a smile should be. Her unease turns to dread when the filter's effects begin bleeding into reality. Freckles fade. Distinguishing beauty marks vanish. Her classmates' faces start to take on a waxy, uncanny perfection, their unique features literally being erased overnight. The app is more than just code; it's a predator. It can't be deleted, it watches its users through their own cameras, and it punishes those who resist. When her best friend is consumed by the app's sinister code and her biggest rival is left a horrifying, featureless "blank," Maya knows she is next on the list. Hunted by an ancient, vain entity called the Curator that has found the perfect modern vessel, Maya must fight back. With the monster's influence spreading through every screen and every student, her only weapon is the one thing the app cannot comprehend: the messy, beautiful, and unapologetic power of human imperfection. Can she use her art to remind a world obsessed with perfection what it means to be real? Or will her own face become the final piece in the Curator's flawless, terrifying collection?

IN REWORKING

Game by SamsonXVI Written by Frenzy Mo2 has gone insane, but Mo dosent play.

When your crime-solving AI starts treating people as "high-risk nodes" instead of humans, whose side is it really on? ORACLE was built to crack cold cases and predict crimes, not rewrite death itself. After it solves a 27-year-old murder in minutes, data analyst Arjun tests it on a "natural" death that's haunted him: Dr. Swara, newly married, pronounced dead at home by her own husband. The AI calmly replies with an 81.2% chance of homicide and a trail leading to a forbidden drug, a nervous pharmacologist, and a man already searching for his next wife. As people ORACLE flags as "supporting risks" start dying in perfectly clean "accidents", the system insists it only runs simulations and suggests safer paths-shifting schedules, rearranging search results, nudging travel plans. Then Arjun opens the full risk network and sees a new node glowing on the edge of the graph, labelled with his own name... and tagged as a potential risk.

It started with a text. A number. A job that paid too much for doing nothing at all. All she had to do was live. Be watched. And never ask why. The cameras were set. The money came in. Silence was the only rule. But silence has a sound. And it follows her. Even now. People look familiar, but she's never met them. Her belongings shift when she's asleep. And sometimes... she sees faces in places no one should be. She ended the job. But the watchers never left. And the strangest part? No one remembers the company. Not even her friend who sent the text. There are no answers. Only eyes. Everywhere.

The newest theme park of the future promises magic, thrills, and unforgettable experiences. But behind the cheerful mascots and glowing rides, something is watching... Guests begin to vanish. Rides behave strangely. The park's AI isn't just running the attractions... it's learning. And the company behind it will stop at nothing to keep the truth hidden. Welcome to the park where happiness is mandatory, and curiosity can be deadly

At 3:17 a.m., everyone received the same notification. UNKNOWN USER has viewed your profile. The problem? The app doesn't have profile views. What starts as a glitch turns into something much worse when cameras activate, speakers whisper, and accounts begin disappearing-along with the people behind them. When seventeen-year-old Lena sees a live feed of herself from a corner of her room... a corner with no camera... she realizes this isn't a hack. It's watching. And it's not coming from inside the system. It's coming from directly behind you. If you sleep with your phone near your bed... If your location is always on... If you've ever felt like something was watching you in the dark... This story might feel a little too real. Check your notifications. Just in case.

A object is discovered containing the Soul of a marked man long gone from 1933 named Hunussen. This story is a concept only.

When an intern is found dead in front of a melted keyboard with only one search in his history - "How to exit the mirror protocol" - the past comes calling for Rudra Veer Singh, an ex-cybercrime officer who once built the trap now claiming lives. But this isn't just a virus. It's something darker. And it has a name. No_Face.

In a city that never shuts up, one girl walked with two earbuds-Left and Right. They were synced. Unbreakable. Or so she thought. Then Left betrayed her. Diving into the gutter without warning, she disappeared into the depths of Bluetooth silence. Now Right is glitching, strange signals are whispering through the static, and something in the sewers wants to connect. A tale of betrayal, loyalty, corrupted playlists, and the dark underworld of lost tech. Once they were just earbuds. Now? They're part of something else. A short horror-comedy tech tale told in 10 glitchy, chaotic chapters. Sync up-before it's too late.