The Night the Convent Bell Rang Through the Snow

February 1987. A stalled car on a back road outside Sistersville, West Virginia. I walked through the blizzard toward a light I should not have followed — the old Saint Agatha's Convent, closed since the spring of '63. The door was unlocked. The chapel was warm. And the bell in the tower, which had no rope and no mechanism, began to toll as the clock struck three in the morning. I met Sister Margaret that night — or what wore her face and her habit and her voice. She told me the story of the last night the convent was open, and she told me why the bell never stopped. #TheNightTheConventBell #SaintAgathasConvent #Sistersville #WestVirginia #February1987 #Blizzard #ConventHorror #SisterMargaret #Chapel #BellTower #ThreeAM #Snowstorm #MidnightMass #Vigil #LostHighway #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LighthouseLogs Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo