Show me a fundamentalist religious sect and I'll show you a bunch of dead people.
Slit throats, beheadings, suicide bombs, poisoned Kool-Ade, it doesn't matter; fundamentalism of any kind is all horror in the end.
(It's a cheat with the almost-third sentence in there attached with a semi-colon, but I made it work. I think. Sort of.)
He looked down when his five year old daughter asked if she could keep the dog. Standing next to his daughter at the height up to her shoulders was a snarling, drooling hyena, hunched into hunting position.
This isn't a horror story in two sentences. I say sorry.
But, I just read this thread from the beginning and it makes a really fun read, in a stream of consciousness sort of way.
Okay, now back to our regularly scheduled programming.
As she cracked open the egg into the bowl, she could see that something must have gone very wrong with the chickens. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you," her daughter said, holding up the old book that had gone missing from her grandmother's house last spring.