The Unhaunting of Hill Houseplant
by Prasanth N.M.
The ghosts are gone.
The plant remains.
And it's thirsty for more than water.
After a successful exorcism, Hill House stands empty-except for one forgotten relic: a peculiar houseplant left in the parlor window. But when its new owner brings it home, the strange dreams begin. The shadows return. And the soil seems to shift... even when no one's around.
What starts as a quirky tale of home d cor quickly spirals into a mind-bending horror-comedy where photos wilt, whispers echo through leaves, and pruning shears might be your only defense. As roots dig deep into the house-and the psyche-the question grows: what if the real haunting wasn't the house at all?
A twisted blend of Gothic horror, plant-based paranoia, and laugh-out-loud dread, The Unhaunting of Hill Houseplant is the creepiest thing to happen to ficus since photosynthesis.