The Night the Roses Grew Through the Floor at the Treadwell House

October 1987, just outside of Bakersfield, Missouri. Luna's aunt Clara called her to an old Victorian farmhouse she'd inherited from a distant cousin — a woman named Esther Treadwell who had lived alone for forty years and died in her sleep. The house smelled wrong, sweet and thick, and in every room the floorboards were splintered with rose canes — deep red, almost black, with thorns like fishhooks. Clara wanted Luna to help clear the place out before the estate sale. But the roses weren't dead. They were still growing. And they seemed to be reaching for something that wasn't quite there anymore. A story about what it means when a house keeps blooming long after the gardener has gone. Quiet. Intimate. No neat answers. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Anthology #PlagueDoctorsRound #TheTreadwellHouse #BakersfieldMissouri #Roses #VictorianFarmhouse #EstherTreadwell #AuntClara #Bloom #Thorns #Grief #Abandoned #October #1987 #SlowBurn #BotanicalHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo