Horror On Me

The true horror story is that little card in your pocket that lets them take your organs.

Nobody beats this level of scary. Nobody.

Night of the Demons (1988):
On Halloween night in 1988, a group of teenagers decided to throw a party inside an abandoned funeral home known as Hull House.
What started as a night of music, flirting, and séances quickly turned into a nightmare when the group accidentally awakened a demonic force lurking inside the building.
As the night progressed, guests began disappearing one by one—and some returned horribly changed. The charismatic Angela became the centerpiece of the terror as the demons spread through the party.
The film became a cult classic thanks to its creepy atmosphere, practical effects, unforgettable makeup, and one of the most iconic Halloween horror settings of the 1980s.

Honestly, this just blew my mind.

Wait, there are skin-runners!!!

Absolutely going to do this at my funeral.

We might need to bring back the old ways. Equality and all.

Grocery prices are the true horror story.

80's horror always turns the heads, even literally, sometimes.

That's one way to solve the problem. Makes 'Netflix and Chill' to a totally different level.