Viktor always sought "authenticity" for his horror articles. His latest piece, The Anatomy of Fear , required him to spend a night in the abandoned Blackwood Manor—a place locals claimed breathed on its own.
If you're looking for a short horror story to fit that theme, here is a quick tale about a writer who gets a bit too close to their subject: The Final Draft Viktor always sought "authenticity" for his horror articles
He looked at his screen. Below his last sentence, new words were appearing in real-time, though his hands were in his lap: Below his last sentence, new words were appearing
Viktor froze. Behind him, the heavy oak door creaked. He didn't turn around. He didn't want to see what was now typing the next sentence: He didn't want to see what was now
"And true terror is knowing you’re the protagonist of a story that ends on this very page."
The cursor blinked once, twice, and then the screen went black.