『Twelve Ways to Die in October — Fexingo Horror』のカバーアート

Twelve Ways to Die in October — Fexingo Horror

Twelve Ways to Die in October — Fexingo Horror

著者： Fexingo
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October is a month of thresholds—between harvest and rot, between the living and the dead. In 'Twelve Ways to Die in October', Luna tells twelve stories of people who crossed that threshold and didn't come back the same. Each episode is a standalone tale of seasonal dread: a scarecrow that remembers its maker's sins, a hayride that leads to a town that shouldn't exist, a jack-o'-lantern that grins with teeth that weren't carved. The stories unfold in the amber glow of a dying fire, where every shadow has a voice and every fallen leaf hides a name. This is not a series with a single mystery—it is a collection of final moments, each one a different flavor of autumn terror. Luna invites you to sit in the wingback chair beside the wrong-faced pumpkin and listen as the October dusk closes in. The first death begins when the last light fades. #TwelveWaysToDieInOctober #OctoberHorror #SeasonalDread #HarvestHorror #ScarecrowStories #JackOLantern #HayrideHorror #AutumnTerror #FolkHorror #AnthologyHorror #SlowBurnHorror #AtmosphericHorror #StorytellingHorror #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Horror #FictionHorror #NarratedHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo© 2026 Fexingo. All rights reserved. アート ノンフィクション犯罪 戯曲・演劇 文学史・文学批評
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  • The Well at the End of Old Hollow Road

    The Well at the End of Old Hollow Road
    2026/07/30
    In October 1987, eleven-year-old Luna and her cousin Beth dared each other to look into a bottomless well behind their grandmother's farm at the end of Old Hollow Road. Beth heard a whisper—her own name—from the dark. Decades later, a forgotten Polaroid draws Luna back to the abandoned property. She leans over the well and hears her own name, spoken softly. That night, a single wet footprint appears on her kitchen floor, leading from the open back door. It can't be scrubbed away. And sometimes, from the yard, she hears a creak like a wooden lid being lifted. This episode is a haunting return to a childhood fear that never really left. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #TwelveWaystoDie #OctoberHorror #TheWell #OldHollowRoad #WellHorror #BottomlessWell #Whispers #ChildhoodFear #ReturnToScene #Footprints #OctoberNights #SmallTownHorror #CreepyWell #LunaHorror #StandaloneEpisode #AtmosphericHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    5 分
  • The Root Cellar at the End of Juniper Road

    The Root Cellar at the End of Juniper Road
    2026/07/29
    Two autumns ago, Luna got lost on a backroad and stumbled upon an old farmhouse with a root cellar that felt deeper than any house should allow. The owner, a gaunt man named Silas, invited her inside and showed her the stone steps that descended far below the frost line. What she found at the bottom—and what he found later—has kept her from sleeping through an October night since. This is a story about holes that don't end, about things that grow in the dark, and about the kind of cold that gets into your bones and stays. No gore, no jump scares—just a slow, patient dread that follows you home. Recorded live from a wingback chair beside a flickering jack-o'-lantern. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #RootCellar #JuniperRoad #OctoberHorror #HarvestNight #AppalachianFolkHorror #Silas #MasonJars #UnseenHorror #StairsThatGoDown #Farmhouse #LostAndFound #Dread #SlowBurn #TwelveWaysToDieInOctober #Luna #Anthology Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    7 分
  • The Greenhouse at the End of Fern Hollow Road

    The Greenhouse at the End of Fern Hollow Road
    2026/07/28
    On the last night of October, I walked down Fern Hollow Road in Millbrook, Ohio, to the abandoned greenhouse that had stood empty since the old gardener died. The glass panes were cracked, the door hung by one hinge, and inside, the air smelled of damp earth and rotting flowers. But the plants weren't dead—they were thriving, arranged in patterns no one had tended. And among the pots and trays of soil, something was moving. Something that wore the gardener's face, spoke in his voice, and offered me a single bloom that never wilted. I ran. But I've never been able to forget the way it called my name, or the sound of its footsteps among the leaves. This is a story about what grows in the dark when no one is watching. #Greenhouse #FernHollowRoad #Millbrook #October #Luna #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #TwelveWaystoDie #Anthology #Standalone #GhostStory #PlantHorror #AbandonedBuilding #Night #Voice #Mimic #Dread #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    5 分
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