Category Archives: Horror

Horror Character Analysis: The Creeper


In this edition of Horror Character Analysis, we explore a mysterious but terrifying horror monster. In 2001, a new horror character was born with the film Jeepers Creepers. In that movie, we learn of a monster that feeds on humans every 23rd spring, for 23 days. That character is known as The Creeper. We would also see the Creeper again in the 2003 sequel and again in Jeepers Creepers 3 in 2017.

The Creeper is one of the all-time enigmas of the horror genre. Without knowing much, it is a very hard character to analyze. There are so many questions to ask when it comes to it. What is it’s past? How old is it? What the hell is it? Why the hell does it love the Jeepers Creepers song so much?

Despite all those legitimate questions, we can draw a few conclusions. It has unbelievable athletic ability & strength. It is extremely intelligent. It also has a diet that would make Hannibal Lecter very proud, although eating only 23 years may be a bit on the unsafe side. Perhaps, that’s why The Creeper is so violent. Its hangry!

All jokes aside, The Creeper is one horror villain I would not want to run into. It has the ability to run fast and also fly which would make it difficult to evade it. At the same time, you’re also not safe in a car. The Creeper’s souped-up truck with the license plate “BEATNGU” can travel at extremely high speeds making it impossible to outrun. As mentioned earlier, it has incredible strength. Not only that, but The Creeper is also equipped with daggers and throwing stars.

We also know that The Creeper is extremely hard to kill due to all of the reasons mentioned above, and its ability to regenerate when it eats human organs.

Although much is not known about The Creeper from the previous three films, perhaps we will learn more about it soon. The latest installment of the Jeppers Creepers franchise will release on September 19th, 2022 with Jeepers Creepers: Reborn. While this will be a reboot, I hope it provides us with more answers instead of questions.

Either way, I am excited to get a new look at the creature that terrified me for the first time over 20 years ago.

Jeepers Creepers: Reborn – Official Trailer – YouTube

Habitat For Horror August Giveaway Winner Announced


The winner of the HFH August Giveaway was @TFox43 who found out about the giveaway on the Slasher App. Congrats!!

We appreciate everyone who entered the August giveaway. If you entered and did not win, do not fret. You will have another chance to enter the September giveaway! Also, everyone who entered the giveaway will automatically be entered into the HFH Halloween Mega Giveaway in October!

Be on the lookout in the coming days for details on the September giveaway.

Once again, thank you and we hope everyone has a wonderful, spooky week!

The Black Phone Stories by Joe Hill: Every Story Ranked


I recently completed reading “The Black Phone Stories” by Joe Hill. This book is a collection of short stories. While not all of the stories are filled with horror, most do have a paranormal theme to them. The name of the books author may not sound familiar but he is related to someone very well known in the horror genre. Joe Hill is actually the son of iconic author, Stephen King. He changed his name to Joe Hill out of a desire to make his own mark as an author.

The book was originally published under the name 20th Century Ghosts in 2005. Newer editions were published recently to coincide with the hit movie, The Black Phone, starring Ethan Hawke. You can read Habitat For Horror’s review of the film here:

I purchased the book because of my interest in The Black Phone, so I was excited to see all the other short stories inside. I don’t want to give too much analysis and spoil the stories for anyone who has not yet read the book. I will, however, provide a ranking of the stories from my point of view. These are ranked in order from favorite to least favorite.

The Black Phone Stories Rankings

  1. The Black Phone Stories
  2. 20th Century Ghost
  3. Best New Horror
  4. My Father’s Mask
  5. The Widow’s Breakfast
  6. Voluntary Committal
  7. Scheherazade’s Typewriter
  8. Better Than Home
  9. Abraham’s Boys
  10. In The Rundown
  11. Last Breath
  12. Bobby Conroy Comes Back from the Dead
  13. The Cape
  14. Pop Art
  15. You Will Hear the Locust Sing
  16. Dead-Wood

Do you agree or disagree with the rankings? Let us know in the comment section below.

Horror Social Media: The Slasher App


I recently discovered a social media app called Slasher. After using the app for over a week I can definitively say that every horror fan should download this app!

Slasher proudly states that they are “The social network for Horror.” They are spot on! My experience so far on the app has been nothing but pleasant. Everyone on Slasher has been very welcoming and supportive.

On Slasher you will find everything a horror fan is looking for in a social media app. Movies, meme’s, horror news and much more that a horror fan would enjoy.

The Slasher App is available on Android & iOS. You can download the app on Google Play or the Apple Store. After you download, please be sure to add me. My Slasher username is @HabitatForHorror. Hope to see you soon!

To find out more about The Slasher App, you can visit their website: Slasher – The Community For Horror – The social community for horror fans and professionals


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Horror Movie Review: Afflicted (2013)


Afflicted is a 2013 Canadian mock documentary/found footage film. The movie is directed and written by Derek Lee & Clif Prowse who also both star in the film.

This movie was recommended to me by a member of the horror community. I’m typically not a fan of found footage style films but the cinematography of this film was much more pleasant than most. The beginning has a documentary vibe to it which made it feel like I was watching an actual documentary. The film then transitioned into more of found footage style.

When someone recommends a movie to me, I tend to have higher expectations which may not be fair in my review. Despite that I did enjoy this movie as it had a few twists and turns I did not see coming. I respected the wishes of the member who recommended the film to me when they instructed me not to look up information on the film before watching. That ended up being a good move and is also a reason why I purposefully don’t get too specific with my movie reviews. If you are interested in this film and haven’t yet watched it, I would also suggest not doing too much research into it beforehand.

HFH Score: 5.7

View Date: 7/17/2022

Where I Watched “Afflicted”: Showtime 7 Day Free Trial

Horror Collectibles: “A Nightmare on Elm Street” Playing Cards by Aquarius


Today I am featuring something I picked up recently while out shopping. A Nightmare on Elm Street playing cards designed by Aquarius! What I like about this set is that each card has a different design. 54 total unique designs for each card, including the Joker cards.

These are pretty awesome if you are a horror fan who likes to play cards. If you do not play cards but are a Nightmare on Elm Street fanatic then it is a nice piece to add to your collection.

Where To Find? Target, Amazon & Ebay.

Horror/Sci-Fi TV Shows: FreakyLinks (2000)


The year was 2000 and I was a 15 year old teenager. In the fall of that year, FOX released a show that I fell in love with. The name of that show was FreakyLinks.

FreakyLinks was a horror/sci-fi tv show that starred Ethan Embry, Karim Prince & the late Lisa Sheridan.

The show revolved around Embry’s character Derek and his friends, Chloe & Jason. Together, the three ran a website called The trio would venture out and investigate different paranormal and supernatural events.

The series came out not long after the hit film “The Blair Witch Project.” Like that movie, this series tapped into the “found footage” craze that was spurred on by TBWP.

Unfortunately for myself and other FreaklyLinks fans, the show was cancelled after just one season. Despite only lasting one season, the show to this day has a cult following.

You can find episodes of FreakyLinks on Youtube! Check them out and let me know what you think.

Freakylinks | S01E01 Fearsum – Season 1 Episode 1 – YouTube



In this edition of Spooky Stories, I have included an entry from Reddit. The previous stories I have posted were of encounter by my father and one free writing story from myself. Occasionally I like to read spooky stories online and came across one that terrified me. So terrifying that I have to share with all of you. The original Reddit post has been deleted and the OP is no longer on Reddit but the story is still out there. It could be a made up story but nevertheless, it is truly horrifying. It’s a little long but well worth the read. Here goes…

I met a “man” once who knew everything about me and said he’d jumped off the San Francisco bridge many years ago (even though I met him in Tybee Island, Georgia).

STORY (true): This has haunted me for a long time. I was about 19 or 20 at the time and I was living in Savannah, GA. I drank a lot (had a crappy fake ID), I worked this terrible job as a grunt laborer. The kind where you go to those temp labor agencies like AbleBody and LaborFinders. I’d show up at 4AM, work until 5PM, and drink myself to sleep after only taking home maybe $60 for the day.

I was supposed to go into work this particular morning, but I decided to skip (it’s a labor agency, they’ll just find somebody else).

I call the girlfriend and tell her I want to go to the beach (Tybee). I had already started drinking.

She comes over, we hop in my big, ugly van, pack up some rods, and head to the beach.

I decided to have a drink across from the beach at this little bar.

This is where the story gets interesting.

Shortly after ordering my drink, I get this really weird feeling. I became hyper aware of my surroundings.

The door opens, and I see this guy walk in out of my peripheral vision.

There was a seat between me and my girlfriend – but the bar was empty at like 9AM and he could have sat ANYWHERE ELSE – yet he chooses to sit right between her and I.

Then, he starts doing this thing with his fingers. The bar top was reflective. And he takes his fingers like two little legs, and starts just…walking with them “skating” with them on the top of the counter.

This isn’t something out of the ordinary, but I took notice because when I was in school, I did that all the time. I pretended I had roller blades on my fingers and that I was skating around my desk. I hated school and was always distracting myself. So I became kind of mesmerize for some reason.

That’s when he looks at me, and in this really think kind of…Germanic or “Nordic” accent he says, “I notice you’re a man who pays attention to detail. I’m also a man who pays attention to detail.”

Now, before I continue – I have to describe this guy. He had this short, spiky hair that was bleached at the tips, kind of like a late 90s style.

He had REALLY expensive clothes on. Like, a nice Prada leather jacket, nice designer jeans, really nice boots. He seemed like a kind of gay guy with awesome fashion sense and really distinctive taste.

I always remember this, because I think to myself, “Some weird homeless crazy guy COULDN’T have afforded those clothes.”

Anyway, the other thing that stuck out was his eyes — they were piercing gray. It reminded me of like a Husky’s eyes, but his pupils just stayed this disturbing pin-point size. They were just extremely small, which caused his look to be kind of terrifying.

His teeth were normal, right? But not at the same time. I don’t know how to explain it, they were sharper than they should be… as if they were filed slightly

His hands were normal, but his fingernails were slightly long and pointed, as if he deliberately did it.

He kept licking his teeth, too, as if he were salivating.

The thing about this guy is that, you look at him, and EVERYTHING seems normal, but off at the same time, so you’re questioning if YOU’RE crazy for thinking this.

This guy, then begins to start talking about the relationship between me and my girlfriend, but really strangely. He’s talking about how beautiful she is and how I should pay more attention to her (I was kind of a dick to her).

Shortly after he began talking like this, I had this almost “knowing” feeling come over me. Like… I knew this guy was not a human.

I look at my girlfriend and say, “You need to leave.”

She just kind of looks at me like she “knows” too – without a word of protest, she gets up quietly and leaves. Later I learned that she went next door to get a coffee.

That’s when this guy, literally says to me with the utmost confidene – “You were supposed to go fishing today.”

He points at the beach across the street.

“If you had, I would have drowned you in that ocean” and I shit you not he fucking HISSED.

Again, for some reason this overwhelming calm had come over me.

I just ask, “Who are you?”

He answers back with this crazy gutteral language – like “ack back” but it was really long. It sounded Arabic or Hebrew or something?

I just – for some reason without skipping a beat, and I have no idea why I was so calm to this day – ask, “say it in a way that I can understand.”

He says, “You can call me Jimmy C. I jumped off the San Francisco bridge years ago. And we’ve been watching you.”

From there on out he never referred to himself as “me” or “I” but only “we”.

The conversation became something very strange after this. He was saying things like, “We see you taking a bath – we wish we too could feel the warmth of the water and the comfort of the steam” and other stuff.

He kept buying me drinks too – specifically whiskey sours. it was like he had an endless supply of money. He smoked Marlboro Ultra Light cigarettes.

After I don’t know how long – because I lost sense of time kind of – I told him I’m going to leave. I walk next door, I get my girlfriend and she’s stone silent.

We start driving home – don’t say a word. Then I just ask, “Do you know what that was?” and she just says “That was a demon”. This girl had parents that were scientists, she was really analytical, completely non-religious, and that was the first thing she said out of her mouth.

Now, I didn’t say this part before, because – to me – this is the most important aspect of the story, so I’ll say it now. Because it’s what happened AFTER this that screwed me up for fucking years.

The last thing this Jimmy C. guy said to me before I left, is this.

“Look at my car”

I look outside, I see one of those newer Volkswagon Beetles. It was white.

“What does the license plate say?”

I look at the plate and it literally says, “Fierce”.

He looks me dead in the eyes and says, “The next time you see me, I’ll be driving a black Mercedes and the license plate will say Utopia”.

Stupid, right?

That night I was still calm. I don’t know why. I felt like that guy on Office Space after his hypnotherapist died right in front of him and he was weirdly zen.

But, my girlfriend started having terrible nightmares of this guy’s head just staring at her in her dreams.

Weeks went by, and that’s when the encounter started affecting me.

I found myself becoming paranoid about that black fucking Mercedes!

Every black car I saw, I checked if it was a Mercedes, if it was, I immediately looked at the license plate. I started doing it when I watched TV or movies as well. I couldn’t stop.

Now, I’m going to fast forward a bit. About 10 years go by… I’m 29 (so this is just recently) and, in silence, when I’m alone, when I’m drinking, I often think about this encounter. I still look at black Mercedes every time they pass, but I’m not so much anxious about it anymore, as curious.

And, I remember that my girlfriend at the time always kept a journal. By now I’m pretty sure that I’m insane, maybe I was drunk, maybe I’m not remembering any of this correctly.

After years of trying to find news articles of a “Jimmy C.” that committed suicide of the San Francisco bridge, looking at black cars, and so on, I feel like I’d “grown out of it.”

Yet, still, I had to know. So, last year I track down my ex girlfriend. We ended on bad terms. I find out she’s a school teacher in Wisconsin, has married a woman, and is actually trying to have a child.

I figure she’s not going to talk to me, but I send her an FB message anyway. I ask her if she can find the journal from that day, because I have to know if her events line up with mine.

Sure enough – she had it. And it contained even more detail than what I remembered, because she had literally written it at the coffee shop next door RIGHT after it happened.

Here’s what she sent me:

Notes on what happened at Tybee Island, GA on the first Tuesday in December 2005: Drove there during the day and the sunshine was getting me down – kept thinking about how earlier I had gone to [The_Restlessartist’s] house after waking up there – and he woke up early, took a shower, came back and woke me up, acted very sweet. Then I went home, took a shower, came back to go with him to Tybee, and he’d gotten drunk already and was teasing me, being sort of an ass. I even threatened to go home once, but I stayed, feeling that I really should go to Tybee with him. But I was excited to show Tybee to Will during the day since I knew it well and he’d never seen it. He talked about how it all reminded him of his childhood as we drove through the salt marshes and over bridges – the sun, the palm trees. I’d grown up in fog. Got to Tybee and he wanted to get a couple of beers even though we had rum in the trunk. Well really the back of the van. The first bar we went to carded [The_Restlessartists] , and so we left, remarking that everyone in the place had given us strange looks as soon as we walked in. Went over to Fannie’s a couple of doors down, all in the area of the beach by the pier. I decided I didn’t want beer after all and told the woman I’d just like a glass of water. [The_Restlessartists] had a PBR. Only cost a dollar. Noticed the VW Beetle (white) parked outside when I came in, but did not see Jimmy enter.

[The-Restlessartist] pointed out a man sitting one stool down from me drumming his fingers strangely on the stainless steel bar, more like dancing with his nails, stretching his long fingers. Thought immediately that he was gay. [The-Restlessartist] and I watched and talked in whispers about it for a few minutes before he – the stranger – spoke. He first talked about how I had noticed him dancing with his nails (the words he used) then lookd at his nails, surprised, and said they look like shit. I laughed, getting a weird feeling about the guy. He then spoke about how it’s important to notice details and he likes it when people pay attention – that he pays attention to everything – that he knows that I do too. His eyes are (some word I can’t decipher), blue/grey, he has blonde hair and a narrow pointed nose above pale lips that cover crooked teeth, not very white, almost like fangs. His teeth are all I can look at until I look him in the eye, something I normally won’t do until I know a person at least a little, and he seems to evade me.

He asks if I love [the_restlessartist] (doesn’t use his name or mine). Without hesitation, I nod and say yes. He asks [the_restlessartist], “do you love her?” And he looks uncomfortable, laughs a little bit, says, “Yeah, I guess so.” then the guy says that I am beautiful, that if [the_restlessartist] won’t love me, unconditionally, as I do him, someone else will. He touches my hair and says that I am a creature of God. He then tells us that he walked three miles up and down the beach and it sucked… said some things about “God’s green earth” … told a story about a scorpion that asked a frog for a ride across a river… who then stung the frog, told the frog it was in his nature, and then they both enjoyed their last minutes of life because they both would then die. He told [the_restlessartist] he knew him and kept trying to get to him through me. He’d say “I’m not hitting on you girl,” but continually told me I was beautiful. He tried to piss [the_restlessartist] off – kept saying that he knew him, said he is in his room at night, he’s what crawls on [the_restlessartist’s] back. Told [the_restlessartist] his glasses (the aviator sunglasses that I gave him) were cheap – that my glasses were perfect because I see through them rather than hide behind them. Then he said that I was perfection, that I was “one step away from becoming myself.”

Earlier he talked about fashion – thought my glasses might be Armani, said Prada was his favorite person, when I noticed that his orange leather jacket had a red rectangle of fabric on the left breast that said PRADA.

He said to [the_restlessartist] that he knew who he was, to which [the_restlessartist] replied that he knew who HE was. The stranger left to go to his car to get money for more drinks – he’d offered to buy us all a shot of tequila and already bought [the_restlessartist] a beer. As he walked out he pointed to the license plate. His car was the white Beetle outside. The license plate read “FEIRCE.” While he was gone, [the_restlessartist] asked me if I knew who the man was. I nodded, saying I had an idea. “Yeah, but you think you’re crazy every time you think it, don’t you.” I was thinking the man was the devil or something close.

[then I wrote that I missed some things – here they are:] When asked where he was from, he didn’t asnwer. We thought he could’ve been from Tybee, but he said he didn’t live there. Asked him where he lived and he just started talking about his other car, a mercedez Benz with a plate that said “Utopia.” Asked if he live din his car, he said no, “Utopia’s doors are closed to me.”

[the_restlessartist] asked him where he learned all he was talking about (he’d said he could speak 5 languages, English being the most important because it is “trained” and often spoke a few sentences in a language I could not recognize. And he said he lad live din San Francisco, where he jumped off a bridge and died.

This is the point where I told her to leave. That’s when he said he would have drowned me in the ocean, started referring to himself as “we” and finally told me that the next time I would see him it would be in that black Mercedes.

When I read what she had written – literally THAT day – I knew that I wasn’t imagining the details wrong. That this ACTUALLY happened.

This is probably the single most frustrating and scary thing that has ever happened to me. i want to imagine it’s just a normal crazy guy, but unless you SAW it and FELT it and heard him talk about all the little details of what you were supposed to do that day when only you knew it, you just can’t understand the impact of it.

It’s been 10 years, and my only solace really is that my ex-girlfriend was there to corroborate. That communication – where I reached out to her – actually caused us to be on good terms again after a decade.

It seems to have been something that bothered her just as much as it bothered me. And still, to this day – even though I’m living 10,000 miles away in Southeast Asia. I can’t stop looking for that car. I can’t stop thinking about Jimmy C’s twisted face.

I wonder if he’s still “crawls” on my back, and if the fear I feel at night – often to where I must drink myself to sleep or find a one-night-stand just so I don’t feel alone – is him, or “them”, watching me.

SPOOKY STORIES: VOLUME 2 – Bedside Manners


Sarah was a 22 year old who enjoyed traveling, animals, music, spending time with family & friends, and was a horror movie fanatic! Spooky season was a 365 days out of the year fascination for her. Other than snakes there was not much that could strike fear into Sarah as she had come desensitized to most horror movies and scary stories.

In the spring of 2007, Sarah graduated from the University of Connecticut with a degree in Chemical Engineering. She landed a great paying job right out of college that she started in the summer of 2007. Life was going great for Sarah and she decided to purchase her first home.

After a few weeks of searching, she found her dream home. Sarah closed on her dream home in late September. The house was a classic tudor style home built in 1927 and located in the historic West End of Hartford, Connecticut. It was the perfect size home with all of the amenities that she was looking for.

Sarah finally moved in and settled in quickly. A week had passed in her new home and Sarah was thrilled. Things would quickly change though and Sarah’s perfect life would soon unravel.

Night #8 in new home: Sarah crawls into bed just before midnight. She sets her alarm and finally lays her head down after a long day at work. She quickly starts to doze off when she hears a scratching noise on the hardwood floors beneath her bed. Being so exhausted, she doesn’t think much of it. Moments later, the scratching noise intensifies. This startles Sarah to the point where she becomes frozen in fear. The noise then reduced back to a slow scratching. She chalks it up to the age of the home and turns her mind off, falling asleep.

Night #9: Sarah goes on about her day and forgets about the weird noises from the night before. After another long day at work she returns home where she cooks a dinner and watches a new horror movie on Netflix. Afterwards she goes to bed. She stays awake for a few moments while lying down and remembers the noises from the night before but on this night she doesn’t hear anything and quickly falls asleep. At 3:47 AM, she suddenly wakes up and realizes her room is freezing cold. As she becomes alert, she notices that her covers and pillow cases are ten feet across the room. She becomes frightened when she sees the sheets from her bed are wrapped up tightly around her ankles, causing her inability to walk out of bed. Sarah couldn’t think of any plausible reason how the covers were across the room and the sheets were tied so tightly around her ankles. She stays awake throughout the rest of the night, too terrified to sleep.

Night #10: It’s Friday night and Sarah returns home after dinner and drinks with co-workers. Although Sarah is not afraid of much, she dreads going to bed after the previous two nights. She musters up the courage and lays down for the night. She eventually falls asleep after one hour of observing and listening for any strange occurrences. Moments after falling asleep she awakens. She then feels something tickling the bottom of her feet. The paralysis of fear kicks in, Sarah can not move or speak yet the tickling continues. Sarah finally grabs her cellphone on the nightstand by her bed and shines the cellphone light at the foot of her. She is horrified to see the hands of a child furiously tickling her feet while she simultaneously sees a floating head of a toothless, elderly man smiling at her. The head was detached from the hands and moved laterally across the bed post as the hands stayed in place, tickling Sarah’s feet.

After this, Sarah hopped out of bed and into her car. Dressed in her nighttime wear, she drives approximately 2 hours to her parents’ house. Sarah told them about her experiences and vowed never to return to her once beloved dream home.  Her parents moved her stuff out and she moved to an apartment on the other end of town. Sarah still watches horror movies and likes spooky things but she is no longer desensitized as now realized that horrors exist in movies and in real life. She occasionally has nightmares about her experiences. Her biggest fear is no longer snakes, it is now the thought of being tickled.



“BEEP BEEP Richie! They ALL float down here. When you’re down here with us, you’ll float too!” – Pennywise “From the revered 1990 horror mini-series Stephen King’s IT, Pennywise the killer clown takes action figure form.

Based on Tim Curry’s portrayal of the terrifying clown, this 7” scale figure is faithful to his on-screen appearance and packed with detail and accessories. Pennywise is fully articulated and features a total of four interchangeable heads, plus alternate monster hands, noisemaker, bunch of balloons and paper boat. Comes in collector-friendly deluxe window box packaging with opening flap.”

The OG Pennywise! This movie creeped the hell out of me as a child and for that reason it will forever be in my heart. NECA once again did a wonderful job creating a horror icon action figure.