The Radios at Frozen Head Firetower

The Photograph at Low Gap Schoolhouse

Summer 1987, Low Gap, Tennessee. A woman finds an old photograph tucked into a Bible at her grandmother's house. The girl in the picture looks exactly like her, but the photo is dated 1923. When she asks her grandmother about it, the old woman's hands go still. The girl's name was Lyda. She disappeared from the schoolhouse in Low Gap in 1923, the same year the photo was taken. No one ever knew what happened to her. But the photograph has something to tell, and it starts with the way the girl is standing — half-turned, as if she's about to walk out of the frame and never come back. This is a story about blood, memory, and the hollow places where they meet. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #HollowCountry #LowGapTennessee #Schoolhouse #OldPhotograph #FamilySecrets #1923 #Disappearance #Grandmother #Bible #Rhododendron #MountainFolk #TimeLoop #Ancestors #SouthernGothic #SlowBurn #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Wind at Blackberry Creek Schoolhouse

In the summer of 1997, a teacher named Annie Cole took a job at the one-room Blackberry Creek Schoolhouse in Breathitt County, Kentucky. She thought she was escaping the heat of Lexington. She thought she was helping children who had no one else. But the school had been closed for twelve years, and the children who came to her lessons were not the ones on the faded class photo. Each morning, they sat in the same three desks, faces pale as milk, and asked her to read from a book that wasn't in the building. Annie learned what the wind carries through the hollows—and what it leaves behind. This episode is about the weight of a promise you don't remember making, and the sound of a song that isn't meant for living ears. Luna tells Annie's story from the porch of the schoolhouse, where the wind still howls through the floorboards. #BlackberryCreekSchoolhouse #BreathittCounty #KentuckyHorror #AppalachianFolklore #OneRoomSchool #GhostChildren #FadedPhotograph #TheCoventrySong #Summer1997 #TeacherHaunting #WindInTheHollow #MissedBus #CoalCountry #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarrated #HollowCountry #LunaReads Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Well at Pigeon Creek Missionary Baptist

Luna recalls a hot August night in 1997 when a woman named Cora Mae Tolliver called the Hollow Country hotline. She lived alone on Pigeon Creek Road, in a house her grandfather built, and she had a well in the backyard that her father sealed in 1963. She said something had been scratching at the concrete cap for three nights — thin, deliberate scratches, like fingernails on slate. Luna drove out before dawn, expecting a raccoon or a loose board. What she found was a well that had no bottom, a cap that felt warm to the touch, and a voice from below that knew Cora Mae's name. This is not a story about what was buried. It is a story about what waited. #HollowCountry #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #PigeonCreek #Well #CoraMaeTolliver #MissionaryBaptist #AugustNight #1997 #Scratches #ConcreteCap #WellWater #Appalachia #RuralHorror #SoloNarration #Luna #IntimateHorror #SlowBurn Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Graveyard at Paint Creek Missionary Baptist

On a damp October night in 1997, Luna drove a borrowed pickup down an unmarked gravel road in Leslie County, Kentucky, to help an old man bury his wife in the family cemetery up on Paint Creek. But the grave was already full. What she found there — the wet clay, the empty coffin, the footprints leading away from the hole — has stayed with her longer than any other night in the hollows. A quiet, unsettled story about love, devotion, and the things we pretend not to see when we are standing in the dark beside a fresh grave. #PaintCreek #LeslieCounty #Kentucky #MissionaryBaptist #Graveyard #October1997 #EmptyCoffin #Footprints #Lantern #Pickup #Burial #OldMan #Wife #Hollow #Fog #Rhododendron #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Dust at White Oak Creek Church

In the summer of 1998, a man named Harlan Pugh rebuilt a collapsed church deep in White Oak Creek Holler. He worked alone, by kerosene lamp, and he did not use the blueprints the county had on file. Luna's uncle knew Harlan. He visited once, at dusk. The church went up in three months. The day it was finished, Harlan went inside and did not come out. When they found him, his body was dry as paper, and the dust on his clothes was not dust from the lumber. The church stood empty for two years before the county tore it down. But the foundation is still there. And if you walk up the hollow on a dry July evening, you can still see the shape of a man on the floorboards that were never removed. Luna tells the story of what her uncle told her, and what she found when she went to see for herself. #WhiteOakCreek #HarlanPugh #HollowCountry #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Appalachia #ChurchHorror #Dust #Kerosene #1998 #LostStories #UncleBenny #DryBones #Foundation #WhatRemains #JulyHeat #SoloNarration #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]