Episodes

  • The Shade at the Edge of Potters Mill

    The Shade at the Edge of Potters Mill
    Jun 25 2026
    December 1998. A warm snap melts the snow on Potters Mill Road, and a hunter named Emmett discovers something moving under the ice of the old millrace. Luna pieces together what happened to the family who owned the mill, the summer they tried to dam the creek, and the shape that watched from the spillway. A story about what freezes, what thaws, and what waits for the right temperature to crawl back out. #PottersMillRoad #December1998 #EmmettCoyle #Millrace #Ice #Thaw #WarmSnap #Creek #Spillway #Dam #Family #Shape #Hunter #Frozen #BeneathTheIce #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #GameTrail Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    11 mins
  • The Hand at the Edge of Shiloh Ridge

    The Hand at the Edge of Shiloh Ridge
    Jun 24 2026
    November 2019, just outside the ghost town of Shiloh, Missouri. Luna accompanies a deer hunter named Ray Garman into the Ozark backwoods, where a blood trail leads them not to a wounded buck but to something that has been waiting in the dark a long time. A story about what happens when the thing you're hunting starts hunting back — and the terrible debt that can pass between generations. This episode takes place on a steep limestone ridge above the White River, just after the first hard frost. Ray wears a red flannel coat and carries a .30-06 he bought from a widow's estate sale. By the end of the morning, neither of us are sure who led who up that hill. #ShilohRidge #OzarksHorror #DeerHunter #BloodTrail #LimestoneCave #PossumKingdom #GenerationDebt #WhiteRiver #MissouriGhostTown #RayGarman #RedFlannel #30-06 #FrostMorning #BuckSeason #WhatWasInTheCave #FamilyCurse #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    8 mins
  • The Fence at the Edge of Ponderosa Pines

    The Fence at the Edge of Ponderosa Pines
    Jun 23 2026
    November 2009. Luna's uncle Clem, a retired game warden, tells her about the last deer he ever tracked—a buck that left no prints in the snow, just a strange fence line that shouldn't have been there, three miles deep in Ponderosa Pines National Forest. Clem was sixty-three, sober four years, and not prone to stories. But that morning he found a trail of blood that smelled like ozone and led to a stretch of barbed wire strung between pines that had been dead for decades. The fence wasn't on any map. It wasn't flagged, posted, or maintained. And behind it, in a clearing where the snow was smooth and undisturbed, something was breathing. This episode is a quiet, slow-burn encounter with the edge of someone else's property—a boundary that was never meant to be crossed. Luna listens, and remembers the way Clem's hands shook when he finished the story. He never hunted again. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #GameTrail #PonderosaPines #UncleClem #Fence #DeerHunt #Snow #Ozone #BloodTrail #Boundary #RetiredGameWarden #November #2009 #SlowBurn #Atmospheric #Edge #Solitude Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    8 mins
  • The Stilts at the Edge of Beaver Creek

    The Stilts at the Edge of Beaver Creek
    Jun 22 2026
    West Texas, January 1999. A dry winter, a two-lane road that doesn't make it onto most maps, and a house on stilts that someone built for reasons nobody in town would talk about. Luna was twenty-two, working nights at a gas station outside Lamesa, when the man with the broken watch pulled in for gas he didn't need. He told her about the woman in the window, the one who only showed herself at three in the morning, and the thing he saw underneath the house when the wind was right. She didn't believe him until she drove out there herself. This is what she found, and what followed her back to the station. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SolitaryNarration #GameTrail #WestTexas #BeaverCreek #Lamesa #HouseOnStilts #BrokenWatch #GasStation #January1999 #ThreeAM #WindowWoman #WhatLivesUnderneath #DustStorm #DryCounty #UnfinishedStory #NoCoHost Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    6 mins
  • The Boots at the Edge of Millbrook Grade

    The Boots at the Edge of Millbrook Grade
    Jun 21 2026
    It was the winter of 2018, just past midnight on a Tuesday, and I was parked at the end of Millbrook Grade — a gravel turnoff that dead-ends into the old logging road above Henshaw's Meadow. I was tracking a buck I'd hit earlier, a messy shot that I knew I'd regret if I didn't find it. The blood trail was sparse, just specks on the frost, and it led me up the grade, past the broken gate, into a part of the woods I'd never walked at night. That's where I saw the boots. A pair of work boots, set side by side in the middle of the trail, perfectly still, laces tied, toes pointed toward the dark. No footprints around them. No sign of the person who'd been wearing them. Just boots, waiting. I stood there a long time, rifle half-raised, listening. The woods were silent — no wind, no leaves, no breath. And then one of the boots moved. Not kicked, not nudged — it tilted, like someone inside it was shifting their weight. I aimed. I didn't shoot. I couldn't. Because the boot tilted back, and the other one rocked, and I heard a sound like a man clearing his throat from somewhere just behind my shoulder. I did not turn around. I walked backward down the grade, one step at a time, until I felt the hood of my truck against my spine. I drove home with the headlights off. I think about those boots a lot. I think about what might have been in them — or what might have been waiting for whoever left them there. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #GameTrail #MillbrookGrade #LoggingRoad #WorkBoots #BloodTrail #DeerHunt #WinterHorror #WoodsAtNight #Unsettling #ImplicationHorror #Atmospheric #SoloNarrated #LunaReads #HuntingStory #TrueHorror #CreepyEncounter Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    5 mins
  • The Road at the Edge of Stony Hollow

    The Road at the Edge of Stony Hollow
    Jun 20 2026
    Luna recalls a February night twelve years ago, when she was nineteen and hunting alone on a ridgeline above Stony Hollow, West Virginia. Fresh snow had fallen, and she picked up a blood trail that led not to a deer but to something else entirely — something that had been walking on its hind legs and dragging a broken trap. What she found in the hollow was not an animal, and it was not a person. This episode is about the moment you realize the thing you are hunting has been hunting you back, and the quiet that follows when you both decide to walk away. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #StonyHollow #WestVirginia #SoloNarration #HuntingStory #BloodTrail #FebruaryNight #Ridgeline #TheThingInTheHollow #DeerStand #BreakingLight #Snow #CoyoteHowl #BrokenTrap #Encounter #AtmosphericHorror #IntimateHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    5 mins
  • The Hunt at the Edge of Henshaw's Meadow

    The Hunt at the Edge of Henshaw's Meadow
    Jun 19 2026
    Luna remembers a December morning in 2019, standing at the edge of Henshaw's Meadow in upstate New York, tracking a deer with an impossible blood trail. The snow was deep, the air still. She followed the tracks into the pines and found a hollow where something had been waiting. This episode is about the thing that watches from just beyond the tree line, the smell of wet fur and copper, and the way some hunts end not with a kill but with a promise. Luna recounts the day she learned that not all trails lead to game, and that some things you track are better left unfound. #HenshawMeadow #DeerHunt #BloodTrail #UpstateNewYork #DecemberMorning #DeepSnow #HuntingHorror #PineForest #TheThingInTheTrees #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarration #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn #Luna #GameTrail #Hunter #Unsettling Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    6 mins
  • The Bell at the Edge of Hargrove Grade

    The Bell at the Edge of Hargrove Grade
    Jun 18 2026
    Luna recounts a November morning on Hargrove Grade, a gravel road in northern Maine where she found fresh deer tracks leading to a broken bell set on a stone. The bell rang without wind. She followed the sound deeper into the woods and found a man kneeling in the snow, his hands cupped around nothing. He spoke without moving his lips. She left the road that day with a ringing in her ears that still hasn't stopped. #HargroveGrade #Maine #November #GravelRoad #Bell #DeerTracks #NoWind #KneelingMan #LipReading #EarsRinging #StillHappening #LunaNarrates #GameTrail #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarrated #HushedDread #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    7 mins