The Somnolence Hour
by Somnolence Studio
The Somnolence Hour delivers immersive horror stories, first‑person testimony fiction, and original nosleep‑style narratives built on realism, pacing, and tension.These are stories written to be heard in the dark—intimate, unsettling, and meant to linger.Press play, kill the lights, and let the story do the rest.A Somnolence Studios Production
Episodes
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The Consumed. Four Agents Worked This Case Before Him. None Came Back. | S1 | E2
The day after the alley killing, the Bureau's Director shows Solomon Graith a photograph from 1905 of a dead man posed exactly the same way. It's late, and the building has gone quiet over their heads. Director Hallowell finishes his cigarette before he turns the photograph around, and Graith...
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The Consumed. The Body in the Alley Was Still Breathing. |S1 | E1
A rookie cop finds a dead man posed against an alley wall at three in the morning, and then the dead man breathes. The call came in as screaming, but by the time Officer Evan Pike gets to the alley behind Radcliffe Street, it's dead quiet. He's eleven weeks into the job. So far that's been four...
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We Empty Dead People's Houses. One House Counted Us.
An estate clearance crew is not a dump run. It is a sort — sell, donate, haul, hold for family. Four piles, three days, and a certificate at the end that says the house was left clear and broom clean. Elias Ruiz is carrying a box down the front steps when the paper in his shirt pocket moves. Not...
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I Sit With Patients Who Can't Be Left Alone.
A one-to-one sitter watches one patient for twelve hours and does not look away. That is the whole job. She is not allowed to chart, not allowed to hand him a pill, not allowed to take a blood pressure, and not allowed to leave until a nurse comes to relieve her. At one in the morning, Mister…
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We Built A Haunted House. Something Auditioned.
The haunt has nine rooms and the owner can only afford eight actors. So Room Nine never got a theme, or a set, or a person in it — just black walls, a strobe on a timer, a pressure mat under the plywood, and a pneumatic scarecrow that drops when somebody steps on the mat. At two in the morning,...
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Last Light Diner. I Don't Know How To Make The Trade. | S1 | E10 Pt. II
The clock above the register stopped at three thirty-four. Every customer in the room is looking at Sam, and the man at the end of the counter has just told him the thing under the floor is going to ask for his name — through him, because he does not have a choice in it either. Sam does not say…
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Last Light Diner. They All Came At The Wrong Time. | S1 | E10 Pt. I
Earl Henton has eaten at the Last Light Diner on Wednesdays since 1975. On Friday he came in without his newspaper, drank one cup of coffee, and shook Sam's hand on the way out. Earl Henton does not shake hands. An hour later Joe Cabrera showed Sam a photograph of his daughter in a wedding dress...
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Last Light Diner. I Found The Missing Page Under The Basement Door. | S1 | E9
Sam Mercer has been reading his grandmother's journal for six weeks, and for six weeks there has been a page missing from it. It was torn out before he ever got to the diner. Hal read Ruth's last entry once, while she was still alive, and never saw what came after it. All that's left is the stub…
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Last Light Diner. I Heard What She Traded For Hal. | S1 | E8
Sam Mercer has been the warden of the Last Light Diner for six weeks. In that time the building has taken from him every way it knows how. It has not once given him anything back. It is a quiet Wednesday in late October. Earl Henton on his stool at seven. A salesman out of Spokane who took a…
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Last Light Diner. I Had To Lie To My Only Friend. | S1 | E7
Sam Mercer has been the warden of the Last Light Diner for five weeks, and the only person who has walked through that door and treated him like a man he would have been outside of it is a trucker named Joe Cabrera. Joe has been eating patty melts at that counter for ten years. He does not eat…
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Last Light Diner. I Wasn't Supposed To Hear Cole Alone. | S1 | E6
Sam Mercer has been the warden of the Last Light Diner for a month, and he has been stealing from the dead. Three cassettes sit on the office desk — JC 79, JC 81, JC 84 — pulled out of a drawer he was told to leave alone and played alone, in pieces, in the dead hour after the four AM close. The...
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Last Light Diner. I Looked In The Trunk Of The Cruiser. | S1 | E5
Sam Mercer has been warden of the Last Light Diner for 4 weeks, and he sleeps on the office cot now, because the cot is inside the building and his bed is not. The mail comes at 1:30 PM. Bills, junk addressed to a man who does not exist, and a hand-addressed letter in blue ink with a Reno return...
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Last Light Diner. The Devil Sat At My Counter And Asked About My Mother. | S1 | E4
Sam Mercer has been the warden of the Last Light Diner for three weeks, and the rules in his steno pad are starting to outnumber the nights he's worked.The man in the long wool coat came in on a Wednesday, ordered coffee black, drank it in forty-three minutes, and paid with a coin older than the...
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Last Light Diner. A Child Came In And Asked For Blood. | S1 | E3
Sam Mercer has been the warden of the Last Light Diner for three weeks, and he has started writing the rules down in a steno pad he keeps in his back pocket. He has four of them. There are more than four. On a Wednesday night in October, between the dinner rush and close, a boy walks in alone and...
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Last Light Diner. The Last Page Was Torn Out. | S1 | E2
Sam Mercer has been the warden of the Last Light Diner for ten days, and he still doesn't know what he's the warden of. His grandmother left him a building he can't sell, a cook who won't explain anything, and a locked drawer full of cassette tapes labeled in her own handwriting. When the drawer...
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Last Light Diner. I Inherited the Worst Job in Oregon. | S1 | E1
Sam Mercer hasn't spoken to his grandmother in fifteen years when a lawyer calls to tell him she's dead — and that he's inherited her diner on a lonely stretch of Oregon highway. The will can't be contested, the property can't be sold, and the only instruction she left behind is three underlined...
About this show
The Somnolence Hour delivers immersive horror stories, first‑person testimony fiction, and original nosleep‑style narratives built on realism, pacing, and tension.These are stories written to be heard in the dark—intimate, unsettling, and meant to linger.Press play, kill the lights, and let the story do the rest.A Somnolence Studios Production
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