『The Night Shift Log — Fexingo Horror』のカバーアート

The Night Shift Log — Fexingo Horror

The Night Shift Log — Fexingo Horror

著者： Fexingo
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Every hospital has its graveyard shift, but St. Jude Memorial’s overnight log records things the day staff would never believe. Luna, an orderly who works the 11 p.m. to 7 a.m. stretch, transcribes the strange, the tragic, and the unexplainable from a desk bathed in flickering fluorescence. In this anthology, each episode is a self-contained story culled from that log—a patient who never arrived but whose chart is full, a code blue called on an empty room, a janitor who mops the same spot of blood for thirty years. The tales are quiet and slow-burn, rooted in the mundane terror of a job that forces you to stare down dark hallways alone. Luna’s voice carries the exhaustion of someone who has seen too much, yet still must note the details: the blinking call light, the wheelchair that moves on its own, the whispered name over the intercom at 3:33 a.m. There is no monster in the morgue, only the echo of what was left behind. Pull up a chair at the nurses’ station. The log is waiting, and the last entry is never what you expect. #NightShiftLog #HospitalHorror #GraveyardShift #MedicalHorror #SlowBurnHorror #AnthologyPodcast #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #StorytellingHorror #LunaNarrates #AtmosphericHorror #FictionalHorror #StJudeMemorial #OrderlyTales #CodeBlue #EmptyHallways #NursesStation #HorrorStories Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo© 2026 Fexingo. All rights reserved. 戯曲・演劇 社会科学
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  • The Morgue Light on Frostbite Lane

    The Morgue Light on Frostbite Lane
    2026/06/06
    Luna recounts a night in the winter of 2018 when she was working a double shift at the county morgue in Blackwood, Vermont. A body was brought in from a car wreck on Frostbite Lane — a woman in her thirties, no ID, no next of kin. Alone with the deceased in the fluorescent silence, Luna noticed something wrong with the morgue light. It flickered every time she looked away. And the body... the body was breathing. Luna describes the slow, unbearable hour that followed, the cold sweat on her neck, and the thing that finally made her run. A quiet, intimate piece about solitude, the dead, and the thin line between seeing and knowing. #TheNightShiftLog #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Luna #morgue #FrostbiteLane #BlackwoodVermont #winter #nightshift #body #breathing #light #flicker #solitude #orderly #doubleShft #2018 #trueStory Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    7 分
  • The Morgue Window on Frostbite Lane

    The Morgue Window on Frostbite Lane
    2026/06/05
    Winter of 2018, outside a tiny town called Larkspur. Luna was working a double shift at the county hospital when an old man was brought in — no ID, no next of kin, just a name scratched on the inside of his coat: Arthur Pendel. She logged him in and went about her night. But the window in the morgue door — a small, square pane at eye level — kept catching her attention. At 2:17 AM, she saw a woman standing on the other side, looking in. The woman wore a blue dress soaked through, and her mouth moved without sound. Luna checked the door. It was locked. She checked the security monitor. The hall was empty. But the woman was still there, and her reflection in the glass — or what should have been a reflection — wasn't Luna's face. It was the old man's, eyes wide open. This is a story about what happens when the dead don't stay where you put them. About a name that wasn't his. And about a frostbite lane that doesn't appear on any map. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Luna #TheNightShiftLog #MorgueWindow #FrostbiteLane #Larkspur #ArthurPendel #WomanInBlue #ReflectionHorror #HospitalHorror #GraveyardShift #DeadManStory #MorgueEncounter #WinterHorror #SmallTownHorror #SoloNarrated #HushedDread Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    6 分
  • The Morgue Clerk on Wintercrest Road

    The Morgue Clerk on Wintercrest Road
    2026/06/04
    Wintercrest Road, outside Elmwood, Illinois. January, three years ago. A man named Carl worked the overnight desk at the county morgue. Not a doctor. Not a coroner. Just a clerk who filed paperwork and answered the phone. One night, the phone rang. A woman's voice. She asked about her son — a name that wasn't in the system. Carl checked twice. She insisted. The next night, she called again. The name had appeared on the log, time of death 2:47 AM — the exact minute of the previous call. And then the metal drawer in the cold room started to rattle from the inside. Not every night. Just nights when the phone rang before the log was updated. Carl stopped answering the phone. But the sound from the drawer didn't stop. It only got quieter. Like something was waiting. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #NightShiftLog #MorgueClerk #WintercrestRoad #ElmwoodIllinois #ColdRoom #PhoneCalls #RattlingDrawer #NightShift #January #SmallTown #Grief #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn #Unsettling #SoloNarrated #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    5 分
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