The Night the Elevator Opened to a Christmas Tree Lot

Christmas Eve, 1992. Luna steps off on Floor Twelve and finds herself in a gravel lot filled with unsold evergreens, strung with dead lights. A young woman in a red coat is arranging trees by the light of a kerosene lamp. Her name is Cora. She's been working here for twenty-three years, she says. Every Christmas Eve, the same lot, the same trees, the same lonely customers. But the trees are never sold. They just sit, waiting for someone to take them home. As the night deepens, Luna begins to notice the tags tied to the branches—names, dates, handwritten notes. Cora says it's her job to remember. And when Luna asks what happens to the trees that never sell, Cora points to a small bonfire at the edge of the lot, where a man in a plaid coat is feeding branches into the flames, one by one. Luna leaves before midnight, but she can still smell pine smoke in her hair for days after. And she never buys a real tree again. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #EmptyFloorTwelve #ChristmasEve #TreeLot #Cora #KeroseneLamp #PineSmoke #UnsoldTrees #MemoryKeepers #Bonfire #Grief #WinterHorror #SmallTown #1992 #NoClosure #Atmospheric #SoloNarrated Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo