It all started before lunch/in the morning/when I woke up. I tripped over my dog/the rug/absolutely nothing and sprained my ankle/tore my pants/bruised my ego. My phone died/alarm didn't go off/coffee pot exploded, which meant I was late for work/stuck at home/totally unprepared. At work, website it only improved slightly when my boss yelled at me/I spilled coffee on a report/the printer jammed and erased all my work.

Adding insult to injury, I got stuck in traffic and ended up eating dinner with strangers/had to walk home in the rain/couldn't find my keys.

By the time I got back to my apartment/dorm room/house, I was just about ready to scream/over it.

I swear, that day was cursed/it felt like the world was against me/everything that could go wrong did go wrong. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

From Worst Fears Unleashed

A treacherous darkness has crept over the land, unleashing horrors that were once suppressed. The boundaries between sanity are disintegrating, allowing our deepest nightmares to materialize. Ancient evils rise, their eyes fixed on a world unaware. The very fabric of existence is coming destroyed.

Last at the Heap

When you're at the bottom of the heap, it means you've hit rock rough luck. You're scraping by, living on the edges of society. Every day is a struggle just to {getby and put food on the table. Your life might be full of challenges, but there's still hope for betterment. You just need to find the willpower to keep going.

Dreadful Deeds Done committed

Through the annals of time we find tales that chill the very soul. Ghastly acts have been wrought by hands both human and possibly otherwise. From old times to the present day, the darkness of sin have cast upon innocent lives.

A tapestry woven with threads of treachery, where bloodshed stains the fabric of humanity. The suffering left in its wake, a horrifying reminder that darkness can manifest even in the warmest of hearts.

Extreme Disaster Zone

This area is a true nightmare. Structures are wrecked, and the air is thick with debris. Civilians scurry through the wreckage like rats, desperately seeking food. This place is a living testament to chaos.

Do not enter if you value your well-being. The only thing worse than the dangers here is the void that follows.

The Everlasting Terror

The shadows dance/twist/writhe, their edges blurring like a fever dream. Every sound echoes/reverberates/thunders through the halls, whispering secrets of horror/darkness/destruction. Even the air feels/tastes/smells thick with fear/suspense/unease, a palpable presence that stifles/chokes/claws at your throat. You are trapped/ensnared/imprisoned within this living nightmare, each moment a torturous test/ordeal/trial of your sanity.

• There is no escape
• A faint glimmer of hope remains
• The nightmare may never end