The Night the Elevator Opened to a Motel Pool at Dusk

In the summer of 2014, Luna steps off the elevator on floor twelve and finds herself beside a motel pool in the outskirts of Tucumcari, New Mexico. The water is still. The air smells of chlorine and dust. A woman in a white sundress sits at the edge, feet in the water, and tells Luna about the man who has been swimming laps every night for fifteen years. She hasn't seen him leave the pool. The water never ripples. Luna listens as the woman explains why she stays: because the first time she walked by, the swimmer looked up at her with a face she once knew. This is a story about grief that refuses to end, about the places we haunt even when we are still breathing, and about the kindness of pretending not to notice the impossible. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #EmptyFloorTwelve #Tucumcari #MotelPool #Dusk #Grief #Swimmer #GhostStory #NewMexico #Summer2014 #ArtDeco #Elevator #LunaReads #SoloNarrated #AtmosphericHorror #QuietHorror #ListenerSupported Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo