The Loom Wove My Face Into The Cloth 😱 | Scary Horror Story

It was seventeen minutes past two in the morning when I first heard my grandmother's loom working in the dark. Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Silas Fenner inherits his grandmother's cottage in Barrowfield — and her great oak loom. Three rules came with it: never cut the thread, never weave after dark, and never look at what it weaves. He breaks the third rule on the first day. The grey wool cloth shows his own arrival, woven three weeks after it happened. Then it shows the postman falling from his bicycle. Then a black dog at the gate that has never existed. Then Silas himself, falling. The loom does not show the future. It writes it. And every thread he pulls takes a memory with it. A fully original horror story from The Haunted Voice — a persistent haunted presence from the first minute to the last. Listen with the lights off... if you dare. CHAPTERS 00:00 — The loom works at 2:17 a.m. 01:25 — Three rules 01:54 — The cloth shows my arrival 03:52 — The postman falls 04:33 — Watching the shuttle move 05:15 — The black dog at the gate 06:01 — I fight the fall 07:14 — Unpicking costs a memory 08:11 — The thread is warm 09:02 — Grandmother's journal 10:06 — The weaver turns around 11:32 — The last panel Subscribe to The Haunted Voice for a new original horror story every day — long stories and shorts, told in the dark. Have you ever inherited something that felt like it was waiting for you? Tell us in the comments. #horrorstory #scarystory #thehauntedvoice #hauntedloom #weavinghorror #creepystory #ghoststory #darkstory #horrorstories #scarystories #truehorrorstory #horrorstorytime #hauntedhouse #cursedobject #paranormalstory #horrornarration #scarystorynarration #englishhorrorstory #hauntedcottage #loomhorror