The Bench at Rainier Junction

In the summer of 2020, a woman named Delia Marsh moved into a rented cabin outside the small town of Rainier Junction, Washington, hoping to escape the noise of the city and finish a book. She found something else: a wooden bench at the edge of a logging road, bolted to a concrete slab, always dry even in the rain. A man in a waxed jacket who appeared there every evening, sitting with his back to her, never turning. Delia did what any sensible person would do — she started watching from her window, timing his arrivals, leaving notes on the bench. He never responded. But the bench started changing. The carvings. The smell. The way the light bent around it at dusk. By September, Delia understood that the bench was not a place for sitting. It was a place for waiting. And the man in the jacket was not the one who waited. He was the one who was waited for. This is a story about the line between curiosity and trespass, and what happens when the forest decides you're not leaving. #RainierJunction #DeliaMarsh #TheBench #LoggingRoad #PacificNorthwest #SmallTownHorror #ForestDread #WoodenBench #WaxedJacket #Dusk #Summer2020 #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn #UnresolvedEnding #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #AnthologySeries #WhateverWalksThePines Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo