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In the small hours, when the world narrows to the glow of a single candle and the hiss of a microphone, Luna takes her seat in the sound-foam booth. The sign reads 'OFF AIR,' but the recording light is on. Each episode of Goodnight, Listener is a self-contained story — a lullaby from the dark side of the pillow. Luna's voice, hushed and intimate, leads you through tales of the uncanny that feel less like fiction and more like confessions overheard after midnight. These are stories about the things that live in the margins: the secondhand shop doll that remembers its previous owner, the radio station that broadcasts on frequencies only the missing can hear, the neighbor whose basement door is always locked but never silent. There are no happy endings here, only the slow recognition that the world is stranger and crueler than we pretend. The unifying thread is not a setting or a character but a mood — the quiet dread of knowing that you are not alone, and that whatever is with you has been there all along. So turn off the lights, pull the covers up, and listen. But maybe don't close your eyes. #GoodnightListener #LateNightHorror #CandlelightTales #IntimateDread #QuietHorror #MicrophoneConfessions #UncannyStories #TheThingInTheDark #LunaNarrates #AnthologyHorror #SlowBurnHorror #DomesticHorror #CreepyDolls #LostSignals #NeighborSecrets #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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In the high desert of eastern Oregon, the town of Pumice Flats has a water tower that hums at night. One summer, the hum became a word — a name. Luna's friend Cora heard it first, and then couldn't stop hearing it. This
It was the summer of 2019 when the motel clerk at the Sandpiper Motel in Bixby, Oklahoma, found a candle burning in the dirt lot behind the property. The lot had been empty for years, just a patch of gravel and weeds bet
Luna remembers a winter night in 2008, driving through a blizzard on a forgotten stretch of Iowa highway. When her car skids into a ditch, she stumbles to a lone phone booth—its receiver dangling, frozen. A voice on the
It was late fall on a stretch of highway east of Nowhere, Kansas. I was filling in for a friend at the Blue Heron Motor Lodge — twelve rooms, a neon vacancy sign that flickered even when there were no guests. Around 2 AM
A motel clerk in the Oregon high desert checks in a couple who never speak. They drive a mint-green 1967 Ford Fairlane and pay cash for Room 14. The clerk watches them carry identical suitcases—one heavy, one light—up th
Luna found a small map store in the hill town of Marrow, Oregon, run by a man named Ezra who only sold hand-drawn maps of places that no longer existed. He showed her a street that appeared twice — once in the current ci
On a dead-stretch of Route 50 in Kansas, just past midnight in late October, I pulled into a rest stop that wasn't on any map. The building was clean, fluorescent-lit, and utterly silent — no cars, no attendants, no humm
It was October 1987 when Luna took the night shift at the Spitfire Point Lighthouse on the Oregon coast—a favor for a friend's father who needed a night off. The fog was thick, the waves were loud, and the logbook had a
It's December on a forgotten stretch of Route 17 in upstate New York, and the Pine Creek Motel has kept its Christmas lights up since 1987. Luna's cousin, who works the overnight shift, calls her one morning with a stran
It's August 2003, just past two in the morning, at the Sleep-E-Z Motel off Interstate 81 in Pulaski, Virginia. I was working the front desk when the phone rang — a woman's voice, low and certain, asking for a room I knew
It was October in Broken Bow, Nebraska, at the Edgewood Motel — a place Luna worked one autumn when the leaves turned and the tourists stopped coming. A woman checks in late, her clothes smelling of wet earth, her voice
October 2008. A tired night clerk at the Mohawk River Motor Lodge in upstate New York picks up a phone that keeps ringing with no one on the other end—until a woman's voice whispers a room number that doesn't exist. What
In the early spring of 2016, a motel clerk named Ellie starts noticing a door in the basement that appears on the blueprints but not in the building. Each time she descends to check the furnace, the door is somewhere els
In the autumn of 2021, a motel clerk in the small town of Ellenton, Colorado, discovers a dusty shoebox in the basement of the Red Mountain Inn. Inside are twelve polaroid photographs — each one a guest standing in front
In a tiny farming town in eastern Oregon, the annual Harvest Festival has been held for over a century. When Luna’s friend Mara takes a job as grounds keeper, she finds an old iron bell buried behind the main pavilion. T
It was the tail end of a wet October in a town called Linefork, Kentucky — a town so small the only place to stay was the Linefork Motor Lodge. I pulled in at 2 AM, windshield wipers stuttering against a rain that had be
A motel clerk in a small Wyoming town notices footprints in the dust of a long-unused corridor—prints that lead to a room that should be locked, that has been locked for twenty years. The footprints are small, barefoot,
Episode 45 of Goodnight, Listener. Luna returns to a familiar stretch of highway — Route 50 in Nevada, the so-called 'Loneliest Road in America' — and stops at a motel she's passed before. The clerk is a woman in her six
Luna recalls a July evening in the small town of Manderby, Minnesota, when the head librarian, Mrs. Eleanor Vance, discovered a book on a dusty bottom shelf that had never been checked out — no library card, no stamp, no
It’s August 2019, just past two in the morning, and I’m pulled over at a motel off Route 50 in Nevada—the kind with a flickering vacancy sign and a clerk who doesn’t look up. The room is fine, the bed is stiff, but what
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