The Night She Sold Her Shadow on Ash Street

In the autumn of 1998, a woman named Cora pulled up to a gas station just outside of Riddle, Oregon, with a crack in her windshield and a story she couldn't shake. She told Luna about a shop on Ash Street that buys shadows—not for money, but for something stranger. Cora had walked in on a Tuesday when the light was wrong, and the woman behind the counter had looked at her feet and said, 'You've been bleeding daylight for years.' What Cora traded that day was not the shadow she was born with, but the one she'd picked up along the way—a second shadow that had started whispering to her in a language of static and moths. Luna listens as Cora describes the trade, the silence that followed, and the thing she noticed three days later: her original shadow no longer matched her movements. This is a quiet, uneasy story about the parts of ourselves we didn't know we were carrying, and the transactions that leave us lighter—and wrong. #EmptyFloorTwelve #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #RiddleOregon #Cora #AshStreet #ShadowTrade #GasStation #1998 #AutumnHorror #SecondShadow #WhisperingShadow #Moths #Static #SmallTownHorror #UnsettlingEncounter #BodyHorrorButSubtle #ThingsWeCarry Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo