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by Galactic Horrors
Original dark science fiction stories, told as standalone narrated episodes. Ships, stations, labs and border worlds; deep-space missions, black projects, quarantined facilities and forgotten sectors where the plan makes sense on paper right up until it doesn’t. These are slow-burn, grounded stories about technology, secrecy and the people caught in the gap between what was promised and what actually happens. If you like quiet dread, institutional cover-ups and futures that feel uncomfortably plausible, this is your channel. All stories, artwork, and thumbnails are original to Galactic Horrors. We do not accept submissions. Disclosure: This show includes AI-generated elements.
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Every October, after the season's last storm, a lineman cuts the power to an entire Cajun shrimping town on the Louisiana coast for three nights. Behind drawn blinds, families sit in silence while pale, eyeless creatures crawl out of the bay and carry people from their homes. The town believes the creatures hunt the light; he has known for eleven years that they hunt the current in the wires, and he has never told a soul.In 1977, an officer from the Army Corps of Engineers stops him at the last lever, the one that feeds the poorest street in town, and orders him to leave it on and tell no one, not even his wife. The eleven families on the marsh edge are told their power was kept on to save their catch, and they thank him for it.That one live line keeps the rest of the town quiet, including the house where his own children sleep. The longer he holds the secret, the clearer it becomes what the arrangement is buying, who is paying for it, and how close the dark could come to his own door if he ever pulls that line down.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
In 1968, an Air Force loadmaster has spent three years flying the war dead home from Vietnam, and his career rests on never asking what is inside a box. Moved to a night route whose cargo no crewman may see, he keeps the habit until a stopover in the middle of the Pacific, when he turns on the hold lights. The seats are filled with dead American soldiers in dress greens, embalmed, made up to smile, and wired to battery packs that let them walk.One of them is the neighbor boy he watched grow up three doors down, whose mother buried a sealed coffin in May. Instead of flying home, the loadmaster is ordered into the Central Highlands with a detail that steers the dead ahead of the living into minefields, tunnels, and enemy fire.Each new battery means another hole punched in the brass tag at the boy's collar, and when the tag is full, his last walk will be down a mined slope where the spent dead are left standing. The loadmaster has until the end of summer to put one soldier in the ground, on a hill where every man has already made his bargain with the dead.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
When the reactor at the heart of a West Virginia mill city explodes, its night engineer runs for twenty minutes without warning anyone and reaches a fence he has never seen. Outside it, eleven years have passed. The blast has bent time around the plant, so the nearer anyone stands to it, the slower their clock runs, and the city inside is still living its worst night while the towns along the fence watch through telescopes.Those towns have watched him run past their families for more than a decade, and they spit at his name. Yet the company that owned the plant, whose order he signed the night it blew, wants him back inside, because he alone knows the deepest streets and families have saved for years to have their people carried out.Every step he takes in there costs his wife and children days of their lives, and a single morning's rescue can cost them three years. As a slow fire creeps toward the people he is sent to reach, each trip forces him to choose whom he carries out and whom he walks past again, while his family grows older without him.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
A failing colony on a distant world builds its chapel around an ancient black stone, its top worn into two smooth hollows by knees no one can account for. After forty nights of unanswered prayer, the chaplain who talked thirty-four families out of Kansas kneels there to beg for rain. Before dawn, silver shapes come down out of the hills on their knees, and rain falls on the fields and nowhere else.The stone grants one prayer a night, exactly as spoken. Soon the whole settlement lines up at sunset with its sentences rehearsed, and the chaplain, desperate to protect the people who followed him, becomes the man who trims their words so nothing loose slips through. The kneeling things carry out every answer to the letter, and one stumbled word can cost a man the wife he knelt to save.Each morning the colony learns whose prayer was chosen, and each night the line grows longer. Bound to the stone by hunger, faith, and guilt, the chaplain must decide what he is still willing to ask of it, and what he will let his people ask, while the things in the hills keep coming down to answer.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Every year since Earth burned, the last human garrison at the edge of space sends its eighteen-year-old boys out in small fighting boats to strike the enemy every child aboard is taught to blame. In thirty years, not one boy has come back. Not one has sent home so much as a bone.No one aboard has ever seen the enemy. So the rifle instructor who trains every class gave it a face himself: a towering monster of welded scrap and stitched canvas, built from the nightmares six-year-olds draw for him. The boys grow up beneath it, beat it to pieces the night before they launch, and fly out believing they know what waits for them.Six days before launch, his brightest cadet seals himself inside the nursery with a cutting torch, holds the flame to the oxygen line above forty sleeping children, and makes one demand. Show him the enemy. A bone. Anything at all.The instructor has never lied to his boys. But the only honest answer he can give lies out at the end of the attack line, in the cold, where thirty years of sons have gone and no one has ever followed.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
On a dead world beyond the last navigation beacons, an alien city is still at work. Ten-foot beings sow fields of dust with empty hands, walk grooves their feet have worn knee-deep into solid rock, and sit on the steps of a great hall with the calmest faces a veteran surveyor has ever seen. Inside that hall stand rows of bone-white frames.He is here on a black expedition, kept off every record by the nameless men who buy and sell the labor contracts of convicts. Then he watches a frame take hold of the city's one restless child, and his employers see exactly what he sees: a way to turn anyone into perfect, tireless calm.They want a trial on human prisoners. He picks the men himself, the most violent on the list, so no one can claim the frames only work on the meek. One by one they go in fighting and walk out serene, ready to work without rest or complaint.He signs every report that says there is nobody left behind those faces. He has looked into enough of them to be certain.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Two winters ago, something escaped from the laboratory at a secret army research station deep in the northern pines. The scientists vanished the same night. Officially, they are away on fieldwork, and the army now fills the station with punished men.On his first night there, a storeman stripped of his stripes for selling his own soldiers' boots is cut from elbow to wrist by something he cannot see. Then the lamplight shows him the yard. Dozens of towering, eyeless things stand among the barracks, lifting sleeping soldiers out of their bunks by one ankle and posting them through the laboratory's broken windows. Only the men they cut can see them, and only until the wound heals.His new sight makes him useful. As a point man, he walks ahead into the forest to snare their young, and the reward is the one thing worth having here: a bunk across the yard, where the safe men sleep.But his cut is closing, the creatures are fading from his sight, and he still doesn't know what happens to the men carried inside. The answer waits behind a padlocked door, and like everything at the station, the key has a price.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Every time the truck stops, whoever is standing nearest its back doors begins to slow. Words drag. Faces sag. Then they fall flat and sink into the asphalt, and they keep sinking.The cargo is a warm grey stone the size of a fist, heavy enough to bend the light around it, resting on a stack of steel plates it is slowly falling through. The man paid to haul it has one rule: never stop longer than it takes to fuel. A voice on a sealed radio picks every stop.Along Interstate 80, people have learned to live with it. Drivers move their rigs when this one pulls in. A tow truck waits at the pumps before anyone calls. Children chalk outlines on the asphalt and take turns lying inside them.The driver is sixty-one, fired for falling asleep at the wheel, with nobody left to miss him. Behind the voice on the radio, something knocks, slow and heavy, far below. He has heard that sound once before, lying on a farmhouse lawn in Nebraska.🔗 Official Links:The only place to get daily and bonus Galactic Horrors stories with no ads or interruptions is Patreon:📡 Join Patreon: https://patreon.com/GalacticHorrorsGalactic Horrors stories are also available as eBooks on Amazon, with new releases every week:📚 eBooks: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0H2F5M2B3/allbooks📖 Written by Galactic Horrors⚠️ Content Ownership NoticeAll stories, artwork, thumbnails, and animations featured on this channel are original creations of Galactic Horrors. I do not accept or feature submissions from other creators. Unauthorized reproduction, redistribution, or re-uploading of any content from this channel, in any form, is strictly prohibited and constitutes a violation of copyright. Legal action may be taken against any parties found infringing these rights.📜 Fictional Work DisclaimerThis story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The events, characters, and organizations portrayed are entirely fictional, and any references to governmental bodies, entities, or individuals are not intended to represent reality. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events or organizations is purely coincidental.#scifi #scifihorror #creepypastaDisclosure: This episode includes AI-generated elements. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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