The Lights on Straight Fork Road

The Photograph at Low Gap Schoolhouse

In the autumn of 1999, Luna's uncle told her about a photograph that used to hang in the Low Gap Schoolhouse, a one-room building abandoned since the 1950s. The picture showed the class of 1937—except every few years, someone would notice something different about it. A face that shouldn't have been there. A child who didn't belong. Luna went to see the photograph for herself, and what she found in that decaying schoolhouse has stayed with her ever since. This is the story of that photograph, and what happens when you look too long at something that doesn't want to be seen. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Luna #AppalachianHorror #LowGapSchoolhouse #Photograph #ClassOf1937 #Tennessee #AbandonedSchool #Uncle #1999 #Autumn #Memory #Faces #HorrorStory #Paranormal #Creepy #SouthernGothic Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Last Light on Buffalo Creek Road

September 1997, just outside the town of Hartsville, Tennessee. A man named Virgil Keener has been leaving his porch light on every night for sixty years — not out of kindness, but out of fear. When the light finally goes out, his niece Callie comes to stay at his farmhouse to find out why. What she finds is not a bulb burned out, and not a story about a man losing his mind. It's a story about a road that runs alongside Buffalo Creek, a road that has been calling to Virgil since he was a boy. And now, it's calling to her too. A slow-burn episode about inherited dread, the weight of family obligation, and the terrible patience of something that lives in the dark between the trees. #HollowCountry #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #TennesseeHorror #BuffaloCreek #VirgilKeener #PorchLight #FamilyCurse #InheritedDread #RoadThatMoves #September1997 #BlueWingTeal #GravelDriveway #KeroseneLamp #WoodenScreenDoor #CicadaSilence #SomethingInTheDark #SouthernGothic Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Radios at Frozen Head Firetower

In the winter of 2019, a lone fire lookout in the Cherokee National Forest begins hearing voices on the emergency band—calls that repeat verbatim from the day before, then from years before she was born. By the third night, the radios are speaking to each other across decades, and one of them is telling her exactly when the next transmission will arrive. #FrozenHeadFiretower #CherokeeNationalForest #Tennessee #firelookout #emergencyband #radiohorror #disembodiedvoices #timeanomaly #solitude #winterhorror #mountainfolklore #tennesseetruecrime #disappeared #1999 #2019 #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #AppalachianHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Pig at Bull Creek Slaughterhouse

In the autumn of 1987, a lone pig escaped the slaughterhouse on Bull Creek Road and ran into the woods behind the Fitch family farm. Luna's uncle, a retired butcher, told her the story one October evening while the leaves turned and the air smelled of smoke. The pig was found three weeks later, changed in a way no one could explain. The men who went after it never spoke of what they saw in the hollow that night. But the sound of that pig stayed with them, and with Luna, long after the meat was buried and the road was abandoned. A quiet horror story about what happens when something meant to die refuses to stay dead. #BullCreekSlaughterhouse #FitchFamilyFarm #ThePig #HollowCountry #AppalachianHorror #SlaughterhouseHorror #EscapedPig #AutumnHorror #1987 #EasternTennessee #UncleVirgil #HuntingHorror #NotQuiteDead #PigHorror #Rhododendron #Creek #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Lantern at Hurricane Creek Bridge

September 1987, just past midnight on Hurricane Creek Bridge, a narrow span of rusted iron over black water outside the town of Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. Luna's cousin Harlan — a lineman for the phone company — was driving home when he saw a woman standing at the center of the bridge, holding a kerosene lantern that burned without smoke. She was wearing a white dress stained with creek mud. She did not blink. She did not speak. But when Harlan got out of his truck, he heard the water underneath the bridge whisper his mother's maiden name. This is what happened after that. And what he found in the rotted-out shed behind the old Grassy Creek Store the next morning. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #HollowCountry #HurricaneCreekBridge #KeroseneLantern #TheLanternWoman #PigeonForge #GrassyCreekStore #CousinHarlan #September1987 #PhoneLineman #MissedCall #CreekWater #Shed #Hollow #SouthernGothic #AppalachianHorror #NoSmoke Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]