The Last Descent from Mount Emmons Lookout

In September 2018, I spent a week alone at the Mount Emmons fire lookout in the Uinta-Wasatch-Cache National Forest. The tower had been decommissioned for years, but I had a key. The sunset on the fourth evening was the reddest I've ever seen. That night, the radio crackled with a voice I couldn't place. It said my name. Not my trail name — my real name. The voice knew things about me that no one else should know. It asked me to come down the fire pole. It said it needed to show me something. I stayed inside. I locked the trapdoor. But the knocking didn't start from below — it started from the roof. This is the story of what I saw when I finally looked through the window, and why I will never go above the snowline again. #MountEmmonsLookout #FireLookout #UintaWasatchCache #Luna #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #AloneInTheMountains #September2018 #DecommissionedTower #RadioVoice #RealName #RoofKnocking #RedSunset #FourDays #NoEscape #AltitudeHorror #IsolationHorror #AboveTheSnowline Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo