Unsolved Phenomena Writing Prompts

Moments after your death you wake up in the body of your child self several decades in the past. The only context you have is a voice in your head that tells you "Welcome back Returner, this is your {ERROR} attempt at breaking the cycle. We wish you luck on this attempt to {DATA MISSING}".

You got pulled over after a weekend camping trip. When the officer returns to your car, he says you've been missing for fifteen years.

You exist, despite no country having a record of either your birth or your residence and none claiming you as their citizen, everyone forgetting you when they stop interacting with you and you even disappearing from photos and videos the moment they are taken. It is a rather interesting life.

You're receiving hush money from your boss to the tune of a few thousand dollars a month. The problem is that whatever they're trying to keep quiet, you weren't aware of until this started happening.

“Alright. You’re paid $1000 an hour, full benefits, full international accommodations of all types, and more. All you have to do is push 1 button, at a specific time, once a day.” “What happened to the last person?” The man sighed and started shaking “Um… you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

"Your town... I mean, it's delightful, but do you know if it has always been... here? As in, in this specific location? Because I could have sworn there was a forest here, like, yesterday."

Guests at an old castle-turned-hotel often wake up in the morning feeling light-headed, as if they're suffering from blood loss. This is odd to everyone, especially the family that owns the castle; they may be vampires, but they get their blood from a bank like civilized people.

As Death you usually don't care much about *how* people die. It is your job to guide them to the afterlife, not investigate their deaths. But recently *a lot* more people are dying than usual, with no sign of slowing down.

In the deepest parts of every deadly dungeon or dark labyrinth, there is a hobbling old merchant that sets up a stand to sell basic items such as healing potions. No one knows how he gets down there, but all of the monsters fear him.

As a lawyer, you find yourself staring at one of the most perplexing cases you have ever seen. A business is being sued for endangering its customers. However, cases keeps getting dismissed because everything the business does is legal under the local state laws.

After a year or two of dating, your girlfriend finally invites you over to meet her family. As you enter the living room by her side, you realize with a detached horror that you already know all her family members.

"If you're reading this, you're the new owner of this house. I've hidden 200 rubber ducks all over this place. Bring me proof that you've found all 200, and I'll give you a gift that your family will cherish for the rest of their lives."

You move to a house your estranged aunt left you in her passing. It is on a remote island with one small village. While everyone is friendly and welcoming, you hear strange sounds at night. One day, you discover a mysterious notebook under the bed that seems to have belonged to your aunt.

"I still don't get why are you so afraid of a simple human without magic, combat skills or weapons." "Because just as you said they made it here while having no weapons, magic or fighting skills! I don't know how they managed it and I am in no hurry to figure it out!"

You wake up in bed 10 years into the future and you find a woman you don't recognise beside you.

The village sacrifices a child to the monster in the woods every year. When your sister is chosen, you run after her and find out the truth.

—"Are you... scared? I've never seen you scared before." —"Yeah, well, you don't know my brothers as well as I do. They're the best of the best. If something is bad enough to make them ask for help from their spiteful little sister, then... Let's just say, best case scenario is a quick death."

One thousand ships were sent. One came back.

After your entire family was killed by the villain, your older sibling set out to avenge them. They left you behind, promising they would return once they were successful. Although they were victorious, the person that returned home was no longer your sibling, but a complete stranger.

"just so you know, we don't have room service. If someone claims to work room service here, leave immediately and barricade yourselves in your room until morning."

"Can I tell you a secret?" asked the girl I happened to sit down next to at my friend's party. I didn't know who she was, but she was quite pretty, so I really didn't care. "Sure," I answered, curious what she had to tell me and she leaned in close to whisper in my ear.

Clean up in aisle 13. "Boss, there is no aisle 13" and he replies to just go take care of it.

After traveling through time, you wander into a museum. There you eventually find a display with your name on it.

"The only evidence left of 'Humans' is that massive, derelict generation ship we've arrived to. Your exploration team is charged with exploring the ship and finding out what happened."

When one enters the room, the more supernatural they are, the more colors appear on their body. The normal stay normal, while the magical look like rainbows. You lit up like a Christmas tree and have no idea why.

Recently, you've been receiving a picture message from an unknown number, every day, at the same time, a sexy picture or a short sexy video, but they never show their face, and each message also has the words "I'm nearby" in them...

SCP-010 is a collar paired with a remote control. The remote can be used to do ANYTHING to the person who wears the collar, mentally or physically. Obviously this was used for some kinky shit before the foundation got to it.

In a world where superpowers are common, exceptional normal people are simply thought to have superpowers and thus don't stand out. One exceptional person had a test done years ago to prove their normalcy; upon needing to show the test again, they realize the result has changed.

"7 gunshot wounds to the chest. Dead on arrival. And you're tellin me that a corpse walked out of your autopsy like it was nothing?!" "I'm telling you, that's what I saw! They didn't even have a scratch on em when they left!"

This is an odd job. You're given a small ship and sent out to photograph some newly discovered islands, the pay is ridiculous, so, who cares? That's when you notice that the islands are moving—and they're following you.