Jzt Stories

    The old lady becomes so popular among taxi drivers and most people who have their personal cars that drivers start slowing down whenever they approach the junction, hoping she will choose them. Even drivers who carried her the previous night become excited when they see her again. She always enters with a gentle smile and says, "Take me home." But every driver notices something strange: after dropping her off, they cannot remember exactly where her destination was. They remember the conversation perfectly but cannot remember the street, the house, or how they returned to the main road. Eventually, one driver secretly records the entire journey. When he watches the recording the next morning, his heart stops. The old lady is not sitting in the back seat. The camera shows him talking and laughing alone for almost forty minutes. Tho unsettling he has never seen himself that much happier. He went back every night hoping to experience new lost memories.

   A woman renting out her luxury apartment discovers a guest dead in bed after checkout. Police determine that he died naturally. Several months later, another guest dies in exactly the same room. Again, there is no obvious evidence of murder. The landlord begins reviewing the apartment’s history and notices that every victim stayed in the same bedroom. She installs hidden cameras before the next booking. During the night, the camera records something impossible: the bedroom door slowly opening even though the electronic lock says it never opened. A shadow enters the room, stays for several minutes, and leaves. The police eventually discover a concealed access panel behind the wardrobe leading into the building’s ventilation system. Someone has been secretly entering the apartment between bookings. But the killer isn’t targeting random guests. Each victim had previously been involved in a different crime that was never solved. The Airbnb is being used as a private execution c...

    Every few months, another man is publicly accused by 22 year old Anita. Some are arrested, some are beaten by relatives, and others flee town. Anita becomes a local celebrity and an outspoken symbol of women being believed. But a group of women quietly begin noticing inconsistencies in her stories. After Anita is found murdered, suspicion immediately falls on the men she accused. However, the women who supposedly supported Anita provide perfectly matching alibis. The twist: they had planned the murder together for months, believing the justice system would never punish her because everyone automatically assumed the killer would be an angry man.

 Saint Lin Catholic Boys School sits between the shoe factory and the old cemetery. Just like any other boys' school, Saint Lin has its fair share of mischievous, delinquent and brilliant students. The school has been around for nearly thirteen decades and is known for strict standards and deeply rooted Catholic teachings and traditions. Just like every other school, Saint Lin has quite a handful of lores that go beyond the grounds of the school, but the most renowned one amongst them all is the Wayward Triplets. No original background story is known about the trio, but first sightings dated back to the early years of the school. According to former students, teachers and Catholic priests, the triplets were former students of the school who mysteriously disappeared. Despite their bodies never being found, and no family members ever showing up, the institute held a mass for them. Strange enough, teachers and stationed priests during that period had no recollection of accepting enrol...

  The jackrabbit was a real asshole. Everyone in the forest knew it. He bragged constantly about being the fastest animal alive. And unfortunately, nobody could really argue with him. Every race ended the same way: the jackrabbit crossed the finish line first while everyone else arrived behind him, exhausted and humiliated. But winning wasn't enough for him. He wanted everyone to know he had won. Every few days, he'd challenge someone new to a race not because he had anything to prove, but because he enjoyed rubbing it in. Then one day, the box turtle finally got tired of listening. "Why not? I'll race you" The    turtle said. The jackrabbit stared at him. Then he burst out laughing. "Seriously? You want to race me?" He said. The turtle nodded. The jackrabbit grinned. "Alright. Let's go." The race began and the jackrabbit disappeared down the path, leaving the box turtle crawling slowly through a cloud of dust. It wasn't even close. Of ...

   Dorian pushed through the thick jungle bushes with a bright smile on her face. “Come on, Boots! We have to get to Rainbow Mountain before Swiper steals the Crystal Map!” Beside her, her cheerful monkey friend clapped excitedly as they crossed a wooden bridge over a roaring river, sang to open a mysterious gate, and followed a trail of glowing arrows through the forest. Every time they faced danger, Dorian turned toward the trees and asked for help, waiting patiently as if hundreds of invisible friends were answering her. At last, Dorian reached the top of Rainbow Mountain, where Swiper was waiting with the Crystal Map in his hands. “Swiper, no swiping!” She shouted three times. Swiper groaned, dropped the map, and disappeared into the bushes. Dorian laughed and hugged Boots as fireworks exploded across the sky. “We did it! We did it! Hooray!” She sang, spinning happily beneath the colorful lights. Outside the small padded room, two nurses stood watching through the narrow g...

  Three brothers had built three houses in the forest. One from straw, one from wood, and one from brick after leaving their father's farm. According to the brothers, a vicious wolf had been stalking them, destroying their homes and forcing them to hide in the strongest house. Whenever a villager disappeared near the forest, the brothers blamed the wolf. Over time, the tale became a warning to children: never wander into the forest, because the Big Bad Wolf might find you. But the truth was far more disturbing. There had never been a wolf. The three brothers were secretly cannibals, and they had discovered that blaming an imaginary creature was the perfect way to hide their crimes. Travelers who stopped at their houses for food or shelter would mysteriously disappear. The brothers would lock the doors, silence their victims, and later tell the villagers that the wolf had attacked them. They even planted enormous paw prints around the forest to make the story believable. Their favor...