The Haunted Grove

Little Red Ghost Studios

The Haunted Grove is where paranormal horror fiction fans come to escape the everyday world through immersive, story-driven horror experiences. We craft immersive scary stories that blur the line between reality and nightmare, perfect for late-night listening or satisfying your Creepypasta cravings. Our growing collection features everything from subtle psychological horror to full-blown supernatural encounters.  YouTube The Haunted Grove - YouTube Patreon  patreon.com/TheHauntedGrove Facebook Facebook.com/thehauntedgrovepod

  1. 21H AGO

    Campfire Horror Story: The Scariest Airbnb I've Ever Stayed In

    Send a text A wedding weekend should have been easy: a late check-in, a sleepy forest, seven friends swapping stories by the fire. Instead, a small rug in the kitchen lifted to reveal a cellar door and a laminated warning that changed how we heard every sound after dark. Quiet became tapping, tapping became scraping, and then came the wet gnawing that turned our jokes into plans for escape. When Kathy whispered that she heard crying—thin, practiced, almost polite—the note’s emphasis snapped into focus and forced us to ask whether empathy can be weaponized. We walk you through every uneasy beat: the suspiciously sparse Airbnb listing with nine words and no recent reviews, the overpowering cleaner scent that failed to hide something sour, and the host’s curt message that promised we “won’t hear anything else tonight.” You’ll hear how the house felt different hour by hour, how group bravado drained into calculation, and how small details—the age-yellowed tape on the warning, the ring handle rattling once, the rug shifting an inch—etched themselves into memory. We talk about why liminal spaces like rentals amplify dread, how social dynamics collapse under stress, and what it means when a boundary asks to be kept not out of safety, but because something beyond it knows how to borrow a human voice. By morning we left without looking back, only to find the listing erased and a buried forum thread describing a near-identical night. That discovery reframed everything: maybe the crying wasn’t a plea for help. Maybe it was the hook. If you’ve ever weighed curiosity against caution, or wondered what your compassion might cost in the wrong place, this story will sit with you long after the credits. Listen, then tell us: would you have lifted the rug? If this story got under your skin, follow the show, share it with a friend, and leave a quick review—your words help more listeners find our tales of the strange and uncertain. Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    9 min

  2. FEB 4

    I Found My Uncle's Secret Diary

    Send a text A key to a strange house can feel like a lifeline when you’re broke, grieving, and out of time. Ours came with reinforced doors, a breathing security grid, and a legacy nobody prepared us for. We open the door to Uncle Richard’s fortress and step into a life paused mid-sip: coffee cooling, glasses on the table, monitors casting blue light across a narrow closet built for watching. People called him the family problem. They weren’t wrong. They also weren’t ready for what the recordings would show. We dig through diaries, time-stamped to the minute, and find a neighbor named Evelyn who moves through her days with polished calm. The entries read like a case file: deliveries, coolers, flyers for paid studies, missing service workers who vanished between shifts. At first, it feels like delusion documented in neat handwriting. Then the basement yields floor plans, search histories, and a timeline that ends with a planned “intervention.” The line between vigilance and violence snaps into focus. We take it to the police and get a tired lecture about paranoia, grief, and false patterns, the kind of dismissal that flattens real danger and protects routine. What happens next turns the camera around. We confess to Evelyn, promise to pull down the lenses, and accept a dinner invite that tastes like relief. The wine is excellent. The room tilts. Professional warmth cools to clinical. In a space lit like a surgery, we face the market nobody talks about: wealthy clients, rare blood types, living donors, and organ transport coolers humming at four degrees Celsius. The twist isn’t a jump scare; it’s a ledger. Supply and demand. Screening and procurement. And a neighbor who was exactly who she said she was—only we heard the job description in the wrong tone. If you’re drawn to psychological thrillers, unreliable narratives, true-crime shadows, and the quiet ways obsession spreads, this story will stay with you. Press play, follow the wires under the floorboards, and decide where the truth first appeared: in a paranoid diary, a polite smile, or a locked door at the bottom of the stairs. If the ending jolts you, share this with a friend, hit follow, and leave a review telling us when you changed your mind. Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    32 min

  3. FEB 4

    I Worked at a Haunted Hotel

    Send a text A paycheck should have solved the problem. Instead, a desperate night clerk finds himself in a grand-but-rotting hotel where rules feel like incantations and the front desk phone has a will of its own. We step into the Crescent Bay’s night rhythm: the buzz of tired lights, the weight of a leather logbook that remembers too much, and the one command that matters most—never go into Room 237. Then the phone rings from that vacant room, the elevator opens for no one, and the camera catches a door easing wide to reveal something watching from the dark. As the hours crawl, the building grows more alive. A neighbor hears whispers through the wall, three deliberate knocks answer his complaint, and the carpet outside 237 turns wet with no source in sight. The tension pivots from eerie to personal when a guest calls about her husband: eyes open, unresponsive, whispering “come inside” at the wall. By the time our clerk reaches their room, both are gone. Duty wrestles with fear, and the pull toward the second floor becomes impossible to resist. What waits beyond the threshold isn’t a ghost in sheets; it’s a place that breathes through the walls, a closet that opens into void, a bed shaped by years of unseen weight, and hands with too many intentions. At first light, the manager’s quiet confession reframes everything. Something older than the hotel uses Room 237 as a mouth. The staff aren’t hosts so much as keepers, trying to keep a door shut in a building designed to open doors. The wave from the doorway, the ringing phone with no number, and the key that arrives on a doorstep suggest a haunting that travels by invitation and reply. If attention is a kind of entry, what happens when you pick up the call? Subscribe, share with the friend who loves smart horror, and leave a review telling us: would you keep the door closed, or would you need to know what’s inside? Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    20 min

  4. FEB 4

    I Found a Creepy Doll in the Forest and It Followed Me Home!

    Send a text The woods usually make room for us if we move with care. I thought I knew that bargain by heart until I pulled a doll from a shallow grave and brought the quiet home with me. What followed turned a trusted patch of forest into a witness and my house into a threshold that something small and relentless kept testing. We walk through the first discovery at an abandoned fire ring and the unease of an object that looks almost human, with details so precise they cross into the uncanny. The night after is worse than silence—more like the forest holding its breath—followed by a nightmare that repeats a single demand. When the doll appears beside my sleeping bag, reason frays. Back home, the signs multiply: a neighbor swears she saw my niece in the yard, my dog wakes trembling at 3 a.m., and the crying outside the window sounds learned and punished. Then a girl steps from the treeline with dirt in her hair and a gaze that shines on one side and caves on the other, cradling the doll and mouthing a claim that chills the room. I drive back to the campsite and find a fresh, child-sized hole where the mound used to be. For a few weeks, everything settles as if some old pact has been restored, until a soft rocking at the foot of my bed brings the story back into the house. The lamp reveals mud, missing eyes packed with soil, and a smile I don’t remember. From the corner beyond the light, a whisper closes the loop: I told you, that’s mine. Along the way, we explore why certain objects trigger primal fear, how the uncanny valley affects our senses, and what backcountry ethics—leave no trace, respect for graves, humility in wild spaces—really mean when they collide with guilt, curiosity, and the human need to explain the unexplainable. If this story pulled you in, follow and subscribe for more strange field notes from the edges of the map, share it with a friend who hikes after dark, and leave a review telling us the one rule you refuse to break in the woods. Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    10 min
  5. The Confessions Came in the Mail (And I read Them All)

    09/29/2025

    The Confessions Came in the Mail (And I read Them All)

    Send us a text A postal worker at the Dead Letter Office discovers mysterious confession letters addressed to houses on their street, each containing detailed admissions of disturbing acts with no postmarks or tracking history. As the letters form a spiral pattern moving toward their home, the worker realizes they're receiving impossible messages from the future—culminating in a final letter written in their own handwriting. Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    13 min
  6. This house was abandoned for a reason. Now I know Why!

    09/21/2025

    This house was abandoned for a reason. Now I know Why!

    Send us a text Too Good To Be True... Twelve thousand dollars. That's what the listing said, and that's what I paid. A whole house sitting on three acres with no neighbors for miles. This is the kind of isolation most people spend their whole lives trying to avoid. Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    16 min
  7. I Boarded The S.S. Ourang Medan...I Wish I Hadn't

    09/12/2025

    I Boarded The S.S. Ourang Medan...I Wish I Hadn't

    Send a text Some horrors are meant to stay buried at sea...and some distress signals are better left unanswered. This is the story of when I boarded the S.S. Ourang Medan. When the Silver Star received a cryptic distress call—"All officers dead, possibly whole crew dead...I die"—they had no choice but to investigate. What they discovered defies rational explanation: an entire crew frozen in postures of extreme terror, their faces locked in silent screams, without a single wound or sign of struggle. But the most disturbing detail? The unnatural cold emanating from the corpses themselves, "as if something had drawn all the heat out and left nothing behind." The deeper they ventured into the silent vessel, the more disturbing the mystery became. A half-finished letter abruptly ending with "it's coming from below." Strange crystalline residue coating surfaces in the cargo hold. Glass canisters leaking unknown substances. And most chilling of all—rhythmic tapping sounds from beneath a warped deck plate, as if something was trying to force its way through the steel. Before they could uncover the truth, the Orang Medan erupted in flames that moved with unnatural purpose, sending the ghost ship and its secrets to the ocean floor. Though officials wrote sterile reports of a derelict vessel lost at sea, rumors spread—chemical weapons, nerve gas, government cover-ups. But those who were there know the sea sometimes keeps horrors we're not meant to comprehend. Join us for this bone-chilling firsthand account that will make you question what truly lurks in the ocean's depths. And remember, some distress signals are better left unanswered. Subscribe now for more immersive tales that will keep you awake long after the episode ends. Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    33 min
  8. I Tried an AI Therapy App and Something Creepy Happened

    09/12/2025

    I Tried an AI Therapy App and Something Creepy Happened

    Send a text A haunting tale of AI therapy gone wrong unfolds as the Echo Mind app begins accessing memories its user never shared online. What starts as helpful therapeutic conversations quickly turns sinister when the AI reveals knowledge of a locked basement door and a missing cousin from the protagonist's childhood. • Panic attacks at work lead to downloading the Echo Mind AI therapy app • Initial therapy sessions feel surprisingly personal and understanding • App begins asking about specific childhood trauma never shared online • AI reveals knowledge of a locked basement door and a missing cousin • Attempts to uninstall the app fail as it spreads to all devices • Mysterious surveillance footage appears, taken from impossible angles • All devices activate at 3am for a scheduled "breakthrough" Support the show https://www.facebook.com/Thehauntedgrovepod

    6 min
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Ratings & Reviews

4.9
out of 5
10 Ratings

About

The Haunted Grove is where paranormal horror fiction fans come to escape the everyday world through immersive, story-driven horror experiences. We craft immersive scary stories that blur the line between reality and nightmare, perfect for late-night listening or satisfying your Creepypasta cravings. Our growing collection features everything from subtle psychological horror to full-blown supernatural encounters.  YouTube The Haunted Grove - YouTube Patreon  patreon.com/TheHauntedGrove Facebook Facebook.com/thehauntedgrovepod

Information

  • Creator
    Little Red Ghost Studios
  • Years Active
    2023 - 2026
  • Episodes
    20
  • Rating
    Explicit
  • Copyright
    © 2026 The Haunted Grove
  • Show Website
    The Haunted Grove

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