The Recycling Bins at 11 Bantry Circle

It was the summer of 2017, just after midnight on a Tuesday in late July. The cul-de-sac was silent except for the low hum of air conditioners and the occasional bark of a dog three streets over. Luna was walking home from a friend's house when she noticed something off about the recycling bin at 11 Bantry Circle. It was perfectly lined up with the curb, but the lid was slightly ajar — and from inside came a sound she could not place. A rustling, but not of paper or plastic. A wet, rhythmic pulse, like a heart beating inside a sealed room. She stopped, and she looked, and she should have walked away. But she didn't. What she saw in that bin, lying atop a stack of flattened cardboard and empty bottles, changed how she hears the sound of a garbage truck on Monday mornings. This is a story about the things we throw away, and the things that refuse to stay thrown. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #CulDeSac #BantryCircle #RecyclingBin #LateNightHorror #SmallTownHorror #SuburbanTerror #SummerHorror #WeeklyCollection #WasteManagement #WhatLurksInTheDark #LunaNarrates #SoloNarrated #HorrorAnthology #EverydayHorror #ReturningSeries #Episode27 Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo