The Last Tenant at 31 Meridian Road

It was late autumn when I found myself standing outside a narrow house on Meridian Road, a key in my hand that I still don't know how I came to possess. The town was called Ashburn, and the road was a dead-end strip of asphalt that seemed to collect fog like a low-lying river. The house at number 31 had a single light on in the upstairs window, and a smell of cold wood and old coffee when I stepped inside. I met a woman there who called herself Eleanor, and she told me she had been expecting me for a very long time. But the things she showed me—the photographs that shifted when I blinked, the room that was always a different size, the name carved into the floorboards beneath the rug—those were not for me. They were for someone else. Someone who had never left. And by the time I understood, the door behind me had no handle on this side. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #TheWrongHouse #Anthology #Ashburn #MeridianRoad #Eleanor #Polaroid #DeadEnd #Fog #BathroomDoor #Floorboards #Photograph #Mirror #Houseguest #Memory #Dread #UnfinishedBusiness Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo