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Things in the Attic — Fexingo Horror

Things in the Attic — Fexingo Horror

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 In the rafters of an old house, forgotten things wait. Luna climbs the attic ladder to find boxes sealed for decades, their contents whispering secrets of the people who once lived below. Each episode of 'Things in the Attic' is a self-contained story pulled from a single object: a tarnished locket, a child's drawing, a half-finished letter. The attic holds only what was left behind—but what was left behind often holds more than memory. Luna narrates these discoveries in a hushed, intimate tone, as if reading a diary by candlelight. The stories range from quiet domestic horror to something older and stranger, but all are bound by the same thread: the past is not as still as it seems. Dust settles, but the floorboards remember every footstep. Open the box. The latch is loose.

#ThingsInTheAttic #AtticHorror #FoundObjects #DomesticHorror #MemoryHorror #LocketStories #ForgottenThings #PastHaunts #LetterHorror #DollLeg #CandlelightNarration #DustAndMemory #FolkHorror #SlowBurnHorror #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror #StorytellingHorror

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  • The Piano at Meridian House — Fexingo Horror

    The Piano at Meridian House — Fexingo Horror
    May 9 2026
    It was the summer of 1998, and I was house-sitting for my aunt in the hills outside of Mercy, Oregon. Her Victorian farmhouse had a piano room I was told to never enter. The piano itself was a Steinway baby grand, locked, with a single key resting on the felt inside the lid. At night, it played—not music, but a single note, B-flat, over and over, like someone testing a microphone. I thought it was the house settling until I saw the dust patterns on the floor: footprints from the stool to the door, but none leading back. This episode is about the woman who used to live there, the promise she made to her daughter, and the note that never stopped sounding.

    #ThePianoAtMeridianHouse #MercyOregon #Steinway #BFlat #HouseSitting #Summer1998 #AtticHorror #UnfinishedBusiness #Promise #Piano #VictorianFarmhouse #LockedRoom #DustPatterns #Footprints #SingleNote #LunaStory #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #ThingsInTheAttic #FoundObjects

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    7 min
  • The Boy in the Wall at Grimshaw — Fexingo Horror

    The Boy in the Wall at Grimshaw — Fexingo Horror
    May 8 2026
    In the summer of 1998, Luna and her mother moved into a rental house on Elm Street in Grimshaw, Illinois — a dry, tired town two hours south of Chicago. The house had a strange renovation: a bricked-up doorway in the hall closet that led nowhere. Luna's mother said it was just bad workmanship. But Luna noticed things — a child's voice humming after midnight, the smell of wet plaster, a crayon drawing left inside the wall when the contractor finally cut through. This episode is about what was sealed in that space, and what it means to live beside a wound that was never meant to be opened. It is quiet, sad, and stays with you.

    #Grimshaw #ElmStreet #TheBoyintheWall #BrickedUpDoorway #CrayonDrawing #Humming #Summer1998 #RentalHouse #Illinois #SmallTown #ChildGhost #Renovation #ConcealedRoom #WetPlaster #BlueCrayon #MotherDaughter #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #ThingsInTheAttic #AtticHorror

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    6 min
  • The Photograph at Lake Winema — Fexingo Horror

    The Photograph at Lake Winema — Fexingo Horror
    May 7 2026
    In the summer of 1997, I spent a week at my grandmother's cabin on Lake Winema, a small man-made reservoir in central Illinois. The cabin was quiet, the lake was low from drought, and I found a photograph tucked behind a loose board in the closet. It showed a woman I didn't recognize, standing on the dock with a man whose face had been scratched out. That night, I heard footsteps on the dock and a woman's voice calling a name I'd never heard. The next morning, I asked my grandmother about the photo. She told me the woman was her older sister, Claire, who drowned in the lake in 1953. But she said Claire had no boyfriend, no man in her life. And then she said something that made my blood run cold: Claire's body was never found. The water level had dropped that year, too. I went back to the closet. The photo was gone. The loose board was nailed shut. And that night, I heard the footsteps again, closer this time, and a whisper against my window: 'You found me.'

    #LakeWinema #CentralIllinois #1953Drowning #FamilySecret #GrandmothersCabin #ForgottenPhoto #ScratchedOutFace #DroughtYear #Summer1997 #MidwestHorror #AtticMemories #TheUnseen #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #ThingsInTheAttic #LunaNarrates #SoloNarration #AtmosphericHorror #AtticHorror #FoundObjects

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    6 min
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