New York subways can be creepy. We all pretend they’re just a means to an end, but let’s be real—every one of us has made that awkward eye contact with someone who just doesn’t feel right. In Echoes of Despair it starts like that. Xander boards his train like any other tired office drone. Head full of static. Body held together with caffeine and denial.But then he sees him—a sickly man with skin that’s not quite alive, a body that seems to fade if you stare too long, and those eyes…
Black holes.
Not metaphorically. I mean, they pull at you. Everyone else sees nothing. No one flinches when he disappears. No one looks twice when Xander yanks the emergency brake.
This is where things fracture.Was the man ever there? Did he jump between the cars? Or is Xander finally slipping—and bringing us with him?
That scene isn’t just about fear. It’s about losing the one thing we cling to hardest when everything else falls apart: certainty.
You don’t need monsters with teeth when the scariest thing is not knowing if what you’re seeing… is even real.—
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Drop a comment: What’s your favorite “is it real or am I losing it” scene in horror or fantasy? Films? Books? Give me your twisted recs.