The Wrong House — The Telephone at 31 Poplar Avenue

Late October, a little before midnight. I pulled into the driveway at 31 Poplar Avenue, exhausted from a drive that should have taken twenty minutes but stretched into an hour. The key turned in the lock—my key, I was sure of it—and the door swung open to a living room that almost looked like mine. Same sofa, same lamp, same books on the shelf. But the books were rearranged. A photograph on the mantel showed my face next to a stranger's. Then the phone rang. And when I answered, it was my own voice asking if anyone was there. Three times. The fourth call told me not to go upstairs. But I went anyway. Upstairs, a mirror on the floor showed a reflection that moved a half-second late, mouthing words I wasn't saying. In the closet: a pile of old telephones, all off the hook. The last call answered itself: this wasn't my house, and the other woman wanted her life back. I'm still sitting on the sofa she left for me, listening to the static. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #WrongHouse #Telephone #PoplarAvenue #Mirror #Reflection #Identity #Doppelganger #SuburbanHorror #Atmospheric #SoloNarrated #Luna #October #Night #Unsettling #Ghost #StolenLife Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo