The Well at Lick Branch Bottoms

The Well at Grassy Hollow Church

In the fall of 2016, a woman named Cora Stamey began reporting a sound from the old well behind Grassy Hollow Church in Yancey County, North Carolina—a low, rhythmic humming that seemed to pulse in time with the church's foundation. The deacons dismissed it as groundwater or a faulty pipe, but Cora kept coming back, night after night, sitting at the edge of the well with her hands pressed to the stone lip. When she stopped showing up to Sunday service, the pastor asked me to check on her. I found her house empty, the well uncovered, and a length of wet rope coiled on the grass. What I heard when I leaned over the opening still keeps me off gravel roads after dark. This episode is a slow, quiet meditation on summons, silence, and the weight of unanswered calls. #GrassyHollowChurch #YanceyCounty #NorthCarolina #TheWell #CoraStamey #Humming #Dread #AppalachianHorror #FolkHorror #RuralHorror #Unsettling #Atmospheric #Haunting #Podcast #HorrorStory #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarration Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Night the Elk Came to Beech Fork Gap

October of 2016, on the old Beech Fork Road in Harlan County. A woman named Della started seeing an elk in her side yard at dusk — just standing there, not moving, not eating, watching her kitchen window. She called her brother, she called the game warden, she called me. The elk never blinked. By the third night, Della said it had started walking toward the house — one deliberate step per hour, hooves leaving prints that went too deep, like the ground was pushing back. I drove out there with a lantern and a tape recorder. What I saw in her yard changed how I understand the word ‘patient.’ This is a story about waiting. About something that waits longer than a person can. And about what happens when the waiting ends. #HollowCountry #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #BeechForkRoad #HarlanCounty #Kentucky #TheElk #October #SideYard #Patience #Luna #SoloNarration #AtmosphericHorror #Anthology #Episode48 #WildernessHorror #TheWatching #DeerAndAntlers Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Last Mail Run on Shut-In Road

In the autumn of 1987, the rural mail carrier on Shut-In Road in Pigeon River Gap, Tennessee, began finding letters in her bag that weren't addressed to anyone—and couldn't be delivered. The envelopes were blank, but heavy; inside each was a single page bearing a name she recognized from the obituaries. The postmaster told her to throw them away. The families she tried to return them to refused to take them. And every night, the last house on her route—a sagging white farmhouse at the dead end of Shut-In Road—had a light on in the upstairs window, even though the Watkins family had all died in the flood of '82. This is what Luna heard from Hazel Dean, the last mail carrier to work that route before the road was closed. It's about what carries on after we're gone, and what the mail doesn't forget. #ShutInRoad #PigeonRiverGap #Tennessee #RuralMailCarrier #DeadLetters #Obituaries #HazelDean #WatkinsFarmhouse #FloodOf82 #ReturnToSender #AutumnOf87 #LastHouseOnTheRoute #LightsInAnEmptyHouse #MailNeverStops #WhatTheDeadSend #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #HollowCountry Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Road at Grassy Lick Branch

In late October of 2008, a man named Harlan Gentry drove home from the Piggly Wiggly in Dunmore, West Virginia, and found a new gravel road cut into the hillside where no road had been before. The road led nowhere on any map, but every night for a week, someone walked it. Someone wearing Harlan's dead father's boots. Luna tells the story of the week the dead came walking on Grassy Lick Branch — not ghosts, not memories, but something that wore the shapes of the missing and asked for things by name. Set on a dirt track behind a boarded-up gas station, under a sky that never quite got dark. A story about what happens when a hollow lets the wrong thing through. #HollowCountry #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #GrassyLickBranch #HarlanGentry #DunmoreWestVirginia #October2008 #TheRoad #TheWalking #DeadFathersBoots #BoardedUpGasStation #GravelRoad #Lost #Found #AppalachianHorror #SlowBurnHorror #FolkHorror #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]

The Gate at Lost Ridge Cemetery

June 2023, just past midnight, on a gravel road that switchbacks up Lost Ridge in Morgan County, Tennessee. Luna's cousin Dale calls her with a story he can't shake: a woman he barely knew asked him to dig a grave in the old family cemetery, and he agreed without thinking. The job was simple—shovel, headlamp, a hole in the dark—but something about the way she watched from the gate made him feel like he wasn't the one in control. He finished the grave, and she paid him with a folded bill that felt too warm, and then she said something he's been trying to forget. A quiet, uneasy episode about obligation, the weight of a stranger's request, and the feeling of being written into someone else's story without knowing the ending. #LostRidgeCemetery #MorganCountyTennessee #GraveDigging #StrangeRequest #CousinDale #Midnight #June2023 #GravelRoad #Headlamp #WarmBill #SilentWitness #SouthernGothic #AtmosphericHorror #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Anthology #HollowCountry #Fexingo Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo [https://buymeacoffee.com/fexingo]