The Shadow Files™
@shadowfiles.bsky.social
Monitoring signal loss and societal collapse. We collect fragmented narratives from static-filled broadcasts, corrupted hard drives, and last-ditch transmissions. Discretion is advised.
Active Casefile: #001 - MURKWOOD
Active Casefile: #001 - MURKWOOD
Fragment 2/3
The houses, trees, even the street is a dull, grey.
Everywhere, the dust is settling, moving familiar sights into something else. It’s like the town is slowly being replaced by this monochrome, silent landscape. This is much more ominous as of now...
#SomethingIsWrong #NewWorld #Erosion
The houses, trees, even the street is a dull, grey.
Everywhere, the dust is settling, moving familiar sights into something else. It’s like the town is slowly being replaced by this monochrome, silent landscape. This is much more ominous as of now...
#SomethingIsWrong #NewWorld #Erosion
August 27, 2025 at 1:32 AM
Fragment 2/3
The houses, trees, even the street is a dull, grey.
Everywhere, the dust is settling, moving familiar sights into something else. It’s like the town is slowly being replaced by this monochrome, silent landscape. This is much more ominous as of now...
#SomethingIsWrong #NewWorld #Erosion
The houses, trees, even the street is a dull, grey.
Everywhere, the dust is settling, moving familiar sights into something else. It’s like the town is slowly being replaced by this monochrome, silent landscape. This is much more ominous as of now...
#SomethingIsWrong #NewWorld #Erosion
Fragment 3/3
It's not just about the people. It’s, everything. This dust is a part of it. I'm walking through a world that’s something else entirely, I can feel its breath on my neck.
#Uncanny #AlienWorld #VineGroveKY
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
It's not just about the people. It’s, everything. This dust is a part of it. I'm walking through a world that’s something else entirely, I can feel its breath on my neck.
#Uncanny #AlienWorld #VineGroveKY
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
August 27, 2025 at 1:30 AM
Fragment 3/3
It's not just about the people. It’s, everything. This dust is a part of it. I'm walking through a world that’s something else entirely, I can feel its breath on my neck.
#Uncanny #AlienWorld #VineGroveKY
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
It's not just about the people. It’s, everything. This dust is a part of it. I'm walking through a world that’s something else entirely, I can feel its breath on my neck.
#Uncanny #AlienWorld #VineGroveKY
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
Fragment 2/3
Now there's a new sound, a scratching at the doors. A desperate, frantic sound. Not like they’re trying to get in, more like trying to get out. A chorus of voices, not a mob, a horde? The decibel level is quite high. For now, I shall retreat from the sound..
#TheSoundOfFear #Organized
Now there's a new sound, a scratching at the doors. A desperate, frantic sound. Not like they’re trying to get in, more like trying to get out. A chorus of voices, not a mob, a horde? The decibel level is quite high. For now, I shall retreat from the sound..
#TheSoundOfFear #Organized
August 26, 2025 at 12:04 AM
Fragment 2/3
Now there's a new sound, a scratching at the doors. A desperate, frantic sound. Not like they’re trying to get in, more like trying to get out. A chorus of voices, not a mob, a horde? The decibel level is quite high. For now, I shall retreat from the sound..
#TheSoundOfFear #Organized
Now there's a new sound, a scratching at the doors. A desperate, frantic sound. Not like they’re trying to get in, more like trying to get out. A chorus of voices, not a mob, a horde? The decibel level is quite high. For now, I shall retreat from the sound..
#TheSoundOfFear #Organized
Fragment 3/3
Fear isn’t the sound itself, but what it means. They are no longer a threat in silence. The sound is a cruel embodiment of what they once were. The spark seems to be fading...
#Horror #Confession #Nightmare
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
Fear isn’t the sound itself, but what it means. They are no longer a threat in silence. The sound is a cruel embodiment of what they once were. The spark seems to be fading...
#Horror #Confession #Nightmare
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
August 26, 2025 at 12:01 AM
Fragment 3/3
Fear isn’t the sound itself, but what it means. They are no longer a threat in silence. The sound is a cruel embodiment of what they once were. The spark seems to be fading...
#Horror #Confession #Nightmare
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
Fear isn’t the sound itself, but what it means. They are no longer a threat in silence. The sound is a cruel embodiment of what they once were. The spark seems to be fading...
#Horror #Confession #Nightmare
"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
Whatever it takes
August 25, 2025 at 10:38 PM
Whatever it takes
Fragment 2/3
I have been trying to reach anyone, but every channel is a dead end. Radio, internet, cell service—it’s all gone. We are completely isolated. No help is coming. It's as if we have been forgotten or sacrificed. I have to get out of this town...
#Isolation #NoSignal #Disconnected
I have been trying to reach anyone, but every channel is a dead end. Radio, internet, cell service—it’s all gone. We are completely isolated. No help is coming. It's as if we have been forgotten or sacrificed. I have to get out of this town...
#Isolation #NoSignal #Disconnected
August 24, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Fragment 2/3
I have been trying to reach anyone, but every channel is a dead end. Radio, internet, cell service—it’s all gone. We are completely isolated. No help is coming. It's as if we have been forgotten or sacrificed. I have to get out of this town...
#Isolation #NoSignal #Disconnected
I have been trying to reach anyone, but every channel is a dead end. Radio, internet, cell service—it’s all gone. We are completely isolated. No help is coming. It's as if we have been forgotten or sacrificed. I have to get out of this town...
#Isolation #NoSignal #Disconnected
Fragment 3/3
This isn't just about us being alone. It’s about being cut off. The contagion isn't just spreading, it's isolating its hosts. The silence is a method of control, a form of quarantine. And it's working perfectly.
#Contagion #WeAreAlone #Horror
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"Fear lies in silence"
— The-Archivist
This isn't just about us being alone. It’s about being cut off. The contagion isn't just spreading, it's isolating its hosts. The silence is a method of control, a form of quarantine. And it's working perfectly.
#Contagion #WeAreAlone #Horror
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"Fear lies in silence"
— The-Archivist
August 24, 2025 at 9:41 PM
Fragment 3/3
This isn't just about us being alone. It’s about being cut off. The contagion isn't just spreading, it's isolating its hosts. The silence is a method of control, a form of quarantine. And it's working perfectly.
#Contagion #WeAreAlone #Horror
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"Fear lies in silence"
— The-Archivist
This isn't just about us being alone. It’s about being cut off. The contagion isn't just spreading, it's isolating its hosts. The silence is a method of control, a form of quarantine. And it's working perfectly.
#Contagion #WeAreAlone #Horror
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"Fear lies in silence"
— The-Archivist
I'm interested, sounds intriguing
August 24, 2025 at 3:46 AM
I'm interested, sounds intriguing
Fragment 2/4
Lights cut through the fog, but I can't see anything yet. I pried the blinds open to reveal fog so thick the streetlights are halos. The one outside the house... it caught him. He's standing in his front yard, holding the head of a person on the ground.
#StrangeBehavior #Nightmare
Lights cut through the fog, but I can't see anything yet. I pried the blinds open to reveal fog so thick the streetlights are halos. The one outside the house... it caught him. He's standing in his front yard, holding the head of a person on the ground.
#StrangeBehavior #Nightmare
August 23, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Fragment 2/4
Lights cut through the fog, but I can't see anything yet. I pried the blinds open to reveal fog so thick the streetlights are halos. The one outside the house... it caught him. He's standing in his front yard, holding the head of a person on the ground.
#StrangeBehavior #Nightmare
Lights cut through the fog, but I can't see anything yet. I pried the blinds open to reveal fog so thick the streetlights are halos. The one outside the house... it caught him. He's standing in his front yard, holding the head of a person on the ground.
#StrangeBehavior #Nightmare
Fragment 3/4
The person on the ground... their body just started to twitch. Not like a seizure, but like a puppet whose strings are being pulled too tight. He just stands there, holding them, completely impassive. No emotion.
#SomethingIsWrong #Horror
The person on the ground... their body just started to twitch. Not like a seizure, but like a puppet whose strings are being pulled too tight. He just stands there, holding them, completely impassive. No emotion.
#SomethingIsWrong #Horror
August 23, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Fragment 3/4
The person on the ground... their body just started to twitch. Not like a seizure, but like a puppet whose strings are being pulled too tight. He just stands there, holding them, completely impassive. No emotion.
#SomethingIsWrong #Horror
The person on the ground... their body just started to twitch. Not like a seizure, but like a puppet whose strings are being pulled too tight. He just stands there, holding them, completely impassive. No emotion.
#SomethingIsWrong #Horror
Fragment 4/4
This isn't a rescue. This is a conversion. He's not attacking... he's creating. It's a method. A process. And it’s right outside my window. We're not safe.
#NewVector #TheyreHere #Isolation
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"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
This isn't a rescue. This is a conversion. He's not attacking... he's creating. It's a method. A process. And it’s right outside my window. We're not safe.
#NewVector #TheyreHere #Isolation
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"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
August 23, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Fragment 4/4
This isn't a rescue. This is a conversion. He's not attacking... he's creating. It's a method. A process. And it’s right outside my window. We're not safe.
#NewVector #TheyreHere #Isolation
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"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
This isn't a rescue. This is a conversion. He's not attacking... he's creating. It's a method. A process. And it’s right outside my window. We're not safe.
#NewVector #TheyreHere #Isolation
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"The true horror is not what they became, but what they were."
— The-Archivist
I'm not 100% sure what to call it yet. I've been writing stories for years but, as of late. I've been more into this Dystopian anthology of sorts but, wanted to thank you for taking the time to give me a like.
August 23, 2025 at 1:12 AM
I'm not 100% sure what to call it yet. I've been writing stories for years but, as of late. I've been more into this Dystopian anthology of sorts but, wanted to thank you for taking the time to give me a like.
Fragment 2/3
I poured it down the drain. The viscous liquid clung to the sides of the sink for a moment before disappearing. The smell, a faintly metallic, old pennies and burnt electronics. It's not natural. Called the water department but, no answer, Nothing.
#SomethingInTheWater #Contamination
I poured it down the drain. The viscous liquid clung to the sides of the sink for a moment before disappearing. The smell, a faintly metallic, old pennies and burnt electronics. It's not natural. Called the water department but, no answer, Nothing.
#SomethingInTheWater #Contamination
August 22, 2025 at 7:16 PM
Fragment 2/3
I poured it down the drain. The viscous liquid clung to the sides of the sink for a moment before disappearing. The smell, a faintly metallic, old pennies and burnt electronics. It's not natural. Called the water department but, no answer, Nothing.
#SomethingInTheWater #Contamination
I poured it down the drain. The viscous liquid clung to the sides of the sink for a moment before disappearing. The smell, a faintly metallic, old pennies and burnt electronics. It's not natural. Called the water department but, no answer, Nothing.
#SomethingInTheWater #Contamination
Fragment 3/3
Saw my neighbor, Hemlock. He said his water is the same, and that the town's never had trouble with the well. He thinks something got into our groundwater. The town itself beginning to have a certain odor about itself. This can't be a good sign, that's for sure...
#Horror #NoEscape
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Saw my neighbor, Hemlock. He said his water is the same, and that the town's never had trouble with the well. He thinks something got into our groundwater. The town itself beginning to have a certain odor about itself. This can't be a good sign, that's for sure...
#Horror #NoEscape
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August 22, 2025 at 7:15 PM
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Dispatch Fragment 2/3
Its head is at an angle, as if it hears a sound I can't. It's ignoring me, even though I've gotten closer. I saw it. A slow, thick trickle of black fluid is leaking from its nostril, dripping onto the dead leaves. It's not blood. It's too viscous.
#StrangeBehavior #Eerie
Dispatch Fragment 2/3
Its head is at an angle, as if it hears a sound I can't. It's ignoring me, even though I've gotten closer. I saw it. A slow, thick trickle of black fluid is leaking from its nostril, dripping onto the dead leaves. It's not blood. It's too viscous.
#StrangeBehavior #Eerie
August 22, 2025 at 4:36 PM
...
Dispatch Fragment 2/3
Its head is at an angle, as if it hears a sound I can't. It's ignoring me, even though I've gotten closer. I saw it. A slow, thick trickle of black fluid is leaking from its nostril, dripping onto the dead leaves. It's not blood. It's too viscous.
#StrangeBehavior #Eerie
Dispatch Fragment 2/3
Its head is at an angle, as if it hears a sound I can't. It's ignoring me, even though I've gotten closer. I saw it. A slow, thick trickle of black fluid is leaking from its nostril, dripping onto the dead leaves. It's not blood. It's too viscous.
#StrangeBehavior #Eerie
Dispatch Fragment 3/3
Its eyes are glassy. Vacant. There's nothing in there. This animal is just an empty shell, almost like a vessel. It seems... hollowed out. I'm heading back now. The silence of these woods doesn't feel empty anymore. It feels like it's watching.
#Horror #Hollow
Its eyes are glassy. Vacant. There's nothing in there. This animal is just an empty shell, almost like a vessel. It seems... hollowed out. I'm heading back now. The silence of these woods doesn't feel empty anymore. It feels like it's watching.
#Horror #Hollow
August 22, 2025 at 4:33 PM