EP24- The Last Warmth

EP27- What They Made Of Them

They met before the world taught them what they were supposed to hate. One was raised behind fences and trained to obey. One was raised in the wild and trained to survive. In this brutal reimagining of The Fox and the Hound, friendship is twisted into something far darker: a story of loyalty, fear, ownership, and the violence people call “nature” when they don’t want to admit they built it themselves. Some bonds outlive blood. Some wounds do too.

EP26- The Spotless Castle

What if the cleanest soul in the castle was the cruelest? Tonight on Phreak’s Bedtime Stories, a filthy little children’s tale gets dragged into the tub and drowned. Kritter Castle is choking on broken bottles, sour spills, mold, and years of neglect... until Bangalee finally gets his chance to make it spotless. But when the Grunk comes sniffing at the gates, cleanup turns into sacrifice, and the road to a perfect home is paved with blood, teeth, and betrayal. This is The Spotless Castle.

EP25- The Burrow Below

A woman follows the sound of frantic ticking into a Wonderland that feels wrong from the first breath. In this episode of Phreak’s Bedtime Stories, Phreak drags Alice into a drug-soaked underworld of poisoned tea, painted roses, grinning predators, and a red queen with a taste for obedience. Dream, breakdown, or something far more real, The Burrow Below is a brutal descent into a place that doesn’t let go clean.

EP24- The Last Warmth

This week on Phreak’s Bedtime Stories, The Little Match Girl becomes a brutal winter horror story of starvation, false comfort, and the terrifying possibility that not every vision in the dark comes to save you. A stove. A feast. A glowing tree. A dead grandmother with open arms. And something behind it all, waiting for the last of her warmth to leave.

EP23- The Soft Thing

A beloved toy. A childhood illness. A bedtime story people keep insisting is sweet. In The Soft Thing, Phreak takes The Velveteen Rabbit back to where it always should’ve lived: fever rooms, quarantine piles, nursery shadows, and the kind of love that rots into possession. Because not every cherished thing wants to become real... some just want to be held again.