The Grave at the Carbondale Overlook

July 1998, two a.m., a gravel turnout above the flooded Carbondale mine. I met a man named Eli who was digging something small and careful into the hillside with his bare hands. He didn't stop when I asked what he was burying. He didn't stop when I grabbed his shoulder. The moon was full and the water below was black and there were other mounds in the woods — old ones, neat ones, each with a stone the size of a child's fist on top. I should have walked away. But I stayed to watch what would happen if he finished. #TheOrderOfQuietThings #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #CarbondaleOverlook #Eli #Grave #Mound #Stone #MineFlood #July1998 #TwoAM #GravelTurnout #Burial #Hillside #Woods #Water #Moon #SolitaryNarration Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo