The Night the Dial Caught a Name

One July night in 2009, I pulled off Route 8 outside a town called Spencerville—pop. 211, a gas station, a closed diner, and a stretch of asphalt that seemed to forget you were there. I was scanning frequencies between stations when I caught a voice repeating a single name on loop. It wasn't a broadcast. It wasn't a recording. It was someone speaking into a dead microphone, hour after hour, year after year, from a house that shouldn't have existed anymore. The address led me to a foundation full of gravel and a silence that pressed against my ears. This is what I heard before I turned the dial back. #DeadZoneRadio #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Route8 #Spencerville #MothmanStateTrail #HamRadio #GhostFrequency #TheListening #AMRadio #AnalogHorror #NightDrive #OhioRiverValley #EmptyHouse #GravelDriveway #AuditoryHorror #LunaNarrates #AnthologyHorror #LateNightHorror #RadioHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo