About this blog

Hello readers!  Welcome to the personal blog of Casey Pierce – graduate student, biologist, and amateur author of horror fiction.  Some of you may know me better by my Creepypasta.com screen-name, InfernalNightmare333.  (Casey Pierce is also a pseudonym, btw – just one that will actually look professional if I ever publish something!).

Anyway, so that you know what you’re getting into, I plan to post content here on three main subjects:

  • Original fiction:  Short horror and/or fantasy stories written by yours truly!  Most have already been posted on other forums, e.g. Creepypasta.com, but a few are seen here for the first time!
  • Original essays:  A collection of my (hopefully informative!) ramblings on various social issues and cultural phenomena.  These take a while to research and write, so they probably won’t be uploaded frequently.  I plan to discuss some relatively sensitive issues, such as religion, gender, and sexuality, so please be advised!
  • Shared content:  Links to cool videos, stories, comics, music, etc. that I find across the web and feel like sharing!

Thanks so much for your readership, and I hope you enjoy the site!


This blog is not recommended for children under the age of 16.  Stories posted to this blog may include frightening/violent imagery, strong language, and/or suggestive themes.  Essays may include controversial content and/or brief language.  If you suspect that this site may not be age-appropriate for you, please, ask your parents to review it before proceeding!

Additionally, allow me to make it 100% clear that all of the horror stories posted on this site are exactly that – stories.  F-I-C-T-I-O-N.  Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

Thank you for reading!

Halloween Music Video Countdown

Hey there people!  My favorite holiday, Halloween, is coming up in just 10 days, so in celebration I decided to share a list of my top 10 favorite Vocaloid* horror songs.  I’m a huge anime/J-pop nerd, so I love Vocaloids to begin with, and the addition of horror just sweetens the deal 🙂  I plan to post one video per day, counting down to Halloween on the 31st.  So, without further ado, here is today’s addition to the list:

#1)  Bacterial Contamination (MathruP ft. Hatsune Miku)

The song is great, but the video absolutely MAKES it.  A must-watch! (more…)

Essay: Let’s talk about abortion

So, I’ve been thinking a lot about what to do for my first essay on this blog: whether I want to go short and sweet or more in-depth, pick a contentious issue or try to steer away from controversy, etc.  And then this story hit my Facebook feed, looking like something I might write a horror tale about:


Actually, what hit my Facebook feed was the much more exaggerated “Actress Patricia Heaton’s Message to MSM about Planned Parenthood Butcher, ‘Hannibal’” – but you get the idea.

So I thought:  what the hell, might as well jump in with both feet and get the shock of becoming “politically controversial” out of the way now.  No time like the present, eh?

So, abortion.  Let’s talk about it. (more…)

Story: Possessed

(My most recent effort in the genre of short horror fiction.  I don’t know about you lot, but I try to be friends with my demons!)

“You don’t have to be so nervous,” Hannah reassured me. “It may seem strange to you, but this is just going to be a routine intervention. We do it all the time, actually.”

“I don’t know,” I muttered, wringing my hands together as I stared fixedly at the cracked pavement passing beneath my feet. “‘Routine’ doesn’t exactly seem like the right word to describe an exorcism. Besides, if I actually do have demons inside me, shouldn’t we be a little more… well, alarmed about it?”

“Oh, Jess,” Hannah chided with a knowing smile, “Lots of people have demons in them. I’d go so far as to say most people, actually. They just don’t realize it. It’s really nothing out of the ordinary.”

“Okay, yeah, I get that lots of people have metaphorical demons to deal with – phobias, addictions, depression, that sorta thing – but we’re talking about real demons, right? Living, thinking spirits from Hell that want to get inside you and take over your soul?” (more…)

Story: No Contest

(I had originally conceived this story as ending differently, but when I came up with the current version, I just couldn’t resist!)

“Alright, kids,” the counselor announced, a devilish grin stretching across her face.  “You know what time it is!”

Jack nodded vigorously, bouncing up and down with excitement.  He had been waiting for this moment all day.

“That’s right!” she responded.  “It’s time for our scary story competition!  I want you to share the most terrifying tales you can imagine, and the camper with the most depraved imagination wins bragging rights for the whole summer!  Muahahahaha!” the counselor finished with an over-the-top evil laugh.

Jack had to sit on his hands to contain his enthusiasm.  The atmosphere was perfect.  The campers were seated on log benches around a vigorous fire, surrounded by darkly foreboding trees through which the wind rustled like something alive.  Jack had always adored the bizarre and frightening – it was in his nature – but tonight, horror stories weren’t the only thing that had him excited.  The other reason for his anticipation was seated directly across the circle… (more…)

Story: Psilocybe

(I originally wrote this for a scary story contest on Chilling Tales for Dark Nights.  It didn’t win, but I still like it anyway ^_^)

I don’t believe.  It’s not real.  I don’t believe.

I repeat this over and over in my head, like a mantra, but still the memories, the dreams persist unabated.  She comes to me in my dreams.  The Gray Woman.  Faceless, spine bent into unnatural curves and conformations, drab skirt hanging like a bell around tall, emaciated legs.  Reaching, always reaching towards me from the dark, a basket of oozing fungi hanging from her groping arm.  I run as if through molasses between the shadowy silhouettes of the trees, bending and shifting as if racked by a gale, though the air is stiflingly thick and still.  Every night, the same dream, haunting me, causing me to awaken tense and unrested.

I wouldn’t complain, though, if it were just the dreams.  I could deal with the dreams.  What bothers me most is when they bleed into reality.  When I see the silhouette of the Gray Woman pass across a window, or disappear around a corner in front of me.  When I see her out of the corner of my eye in broad daylight, drifting through the city crowd, or standing in an alley, hunched over, faceless visage leering at me from the shadows. (more…)

Story: (My Attempt At) Two-Sentence Horror Stories

(Not exactly my best work, but I thought I’d share it here anyway. I guess brevity isn’t my strong suit.  Two-sentence status on these was mostly achieved through a very liberal interpretation of the word “sentence.”)

While up late working at your computer, you see one of those disgusting, many-legged house centipedes skittering around on your floor, and resolve to kill it before it gets away. Wielding a rolled-up magazine, you chase the centipede under the bed; but as you stick your arm and head into the dark void beneath the bed skirts, you are seized with a sharp, sudden dread and quickly withdraw back into the brightly-lit room… only to discover that now, they are everywhere.

Tanya awoke to the sound of some talk show murmuring unintelligibly from the half-muted speakers of her alarm clock/radio, and reached across blearily to shut it off. It wasn’t until her hand brushed over a cold, clammy something resting on top of her nightstand that she remembered she was in a hotel room, and it didn’t have a radio. (more…)