Lost Broadcast — Fexingo Horror

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Lost Broadcast is an anthology horror podcast set in the static-flecked glow of a 1970s television. Each episode presents a self-contained story that Luna plucks from the airwaves — a fragment of signal that shouldn't exist, a ghost in the coaxial cable, a broadcast that arrives from the wrong frequency. The stories are slow, atmospheric, and deeply analog: a ham operator who hears his own voice from a station that went silent in 1962, a late-night weather report that predicts disasters before they happen, a rerun of a children's show whose puppets seem to know the viewer's name. The unifying thread is the television itself — that strange cathode-ray portal that sometimes shows you what you shouldn't see. Luna speaks in the same hushed, intimate register she uses for all her shows, but here there is a particular melancholy, a sense of tuning in to something that is already fading. Each episode stands alone, but together they create a mosaic of electromagnetic dread. The signal is weak. The picture is breaking up. But if you listen closely, you might hear something coming through — a voice from the other side of the dial. #LostBroadcast #AnalogHorror #TVGhost #StaticSignal #CathodeRay #VintageTV #1970sHorror #SignalHorror #BroadcastMystery #DeadAir #NightmareChannel #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarration #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurnHorror #StorytellingHorror #LunaHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

  1. 14h ago

    The Broadcast from the Phone at the Gas Station on Old Route 7

    A cold November night in 1979. Luna pulls into a forgotten gas station on a dead stretch of Old Route 7 outside Carbondale, Illinois. The payphone rings as she steps out of her car. No one else is around. She answers. The voice on the other end is her own, from twelve years ago, asking for help she never gave. A story about missed calls, the weight of a single unanswered ring, and the long echo of a moment you can never take back. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #OldRoute7 #Carbondale #Payphone #1979 #MissedCalls #TimeLoop #GasStation #November #Midnight #Luna #LostBroadcast #AnalogHorror #PhoneCall #Regret #WinterHorror #Solitude Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    5 min

  2. 1d ago

    The Broadcast from the House on Willow Lane at 2 AM

    It was the summer of 1979 when I house-sat for my aunt on Willow Lane in a town called Stone Hollow. The neighborhood was quiet, the kind of quiet where you hear your own heartbeat. But every night at 2 AM, a single porch light across the street would flicker on and off—three times, exactly three times—and then a woman's voice would whisper through my aunt's old radio, even when it was unplugged. A story about a promise made to a dead sister, a phone call that shouldn't have connected, and the sound of footsteps coming up the porch stairs at 2:15 AM. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LostBroadcast #WillowLane #StoneHollow #1979 #PorchLight #RadioStatic #SisterPromise #Unplugged #Whisper #HouseSitting #Footsteps #2AM #Grief #Supernatural #AnalogHorror #SlowBurn Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    7 min

  3. 2d ago

    The Broadcast from the Diner at the Junction of Route 9 and 22

    Luna tells the story of a waitress named Margie at the All-Night Diner at the junction of Route 9 and 22, just outside Elmsville. It's February, the dead of winter, and the roads are empty. A man in a gray coat comes in at 2 AM, orders coffee, and never touches it. He stares at the television mounted in the corner—a CRT set showing static. But the static isn't empty. Margie sees it too: the shape of a girl, maybe seven years old, standing inside the snow. The man says her name. And the glass changes. This is not a ghost story. It's about the signal that shouldn't exist, and the people who are drawn to it. Luna stays quiet, close to the microphone, letting the hum of that old television fill the space between her words. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LostBroadcast #Anthology #Luna #Route9And22 #AllNightDiner #Elmsville #February #CRT #Static #TheGirlInTheSnow #Margie #GrayCoat #Signal #DinerHorror #LateNight #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    8 min

  4. 3d ago

    The Broadcast from the Window on Locust Street at 4 AM

    It's the summer of 1987 in the small town of Abingdon, Ohio. Luna's cousin, a night-shift gas station clerk, starts noticing the same car parked across the street every night—a rusted blue Chevy Nova, engine off, a figure just barely visible behind the wheel. He never sees the driver get out, never sees the car move, but every night at exactly 4:07 AM, the window of an abandoned house above the station flickers with blue light. This is the story of what he saw in that window, and what the figure in the Nova finally did when he went to look. No screams. No blood. Just a photograph left on the counter, and a name he'd never heard before. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LostBroadcast #Luna #AbingdonOhio #BlueChevyNova #LocustStreet #GasStation #NightShift #AbandonedHouse #WindowLight #FourAM #Summer1987 #Photograph #CreepyEncounter #SmallTownHorror #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    6 min

  5. 4d ago

    The Broadcast from the Basement on Sycamore Street

    Winter 1979. A blizzard traps a woman in her own basement. The TV flickers on by itself, showing a test pattern. But the pattern is wrong — the circle is too dark, the bars are the wrong color. A voice speaks from the static, and it knows her name. It knows everything. This episode follows Julia as she tries to find the signal's source, only to discover the broadcast is coming from inside her own house. From the boiler room. From a place that shouldn't exist. A quiet, suffocating horror about the things that watch from the walls. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LostBroadcast #SycamoreStreet #JuliaHale #TestPatternHorror #BasementBroadcast #StaticVoice #Blizzard1979 #HouseOfWires #TheThingInTheWall #CableFromNowhere #FurnaceRoom #CoaxialCable #SignalFromBelow #IntimateHorror #SlowBurnHorror #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    8 min

  6. 5d ago

    The Broadcast from the Laundromat at the Midway Truck Stop at 3 AM

    It's the dead of night at a truck stop laundromat off Interstate 44 in Missouri, and the only other person is a woman named Delia who hasn't moved from her folding table in hours. But when the dryer door swings open and it's filled with snow—not lint, not clothes, but cold dry snow—I realize the vending machine radio is playing a song that hasn't existed since 1965. This is an episode about long-haul loneliness, the kind of tired that peels back the wallpaper, and the sound of a broadcast that shouldn't be on the air. Luna meets someone who has been waiting for a ride that may never come, and together they piece together a frequency that leads to a town that was erased from every map before they were born. The horror isn't what's in the snow—it's what's missing from the memory of everyone who ever lived there. Quiet, fluorescent-lit, and told in real time. #LostBroadcast #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #TruckStop #Laundromat #Snow #Radio #MissingTown #Loneliness #Interstate44 #Missouri #Midnight #Delia #VendingMachine #Dryer #Static #Waitress #LunarHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    7 min

  7. 6d ago

    The Broadcast from the Waiting Room at the Greyhound Station in Elmsville

    It's December 1987, just past 2 a.m., and the only light on Main Street comes from the Greyhound station's flickering fluorescent tubes. Luna's bus is delayed by ice on the interstate, so she waits in the plastic bucket seats, watching a black-and-white TV bolted to the wall. The test pattern shows a gray woman who wasn't there before. She points at the clock, then at Luna. The station agent drinks coffee, sees nothing, says the TV has been off since '82. But the woman keeps pointing, and the image doesn't snow — it sharpens. #GreyhoundStation #Elmsville #TestPattern #TVGhost #LateNight #BusDelay #December1987 #FluorescentLight #PlasticSeats #VendingMachine #WomanInStatic #Pointing #OffScreen #Flicker #LunaNarrates #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #AnalogHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    5 min

  8. Jun 28

    The Broadcast from the Laundromat on Sycamore Street

    It was 1984. I was driving through eastern Ohio, trying to make it to Wheeling before midnight, when the snow on the radio got so bad I pulled off into a town called Darlington. Population 600, maybe less. The only place open was a twenty-four-hour laundromat on Sycamore Street, and I went in to wait out the storm. But the machines weren't running. And the television in the corner — an old Zenith with rabbit ears — was showing something that wasn't on any channel. A woman’s face, very still, very pale, like she was pressed against the glass of the screen from the other side. And she was mouthing something. Over and over. I stood there for a long time, watching her lips form the same shape. And when I finally understood what she was saying — I couldn't leave. I couldn't turn away. And I haven't been able to stop thinking about her since. #LostBroadcast #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Laundromat #SycamoreStreet #Darlington #Ohio #CRTTelevision #Zenith #TestPattern #WomanInTheScreen #LipReading #WinterStorm #1984 #NoSleep #Creepy #AnalogHorror #Podcast Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    8 min
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Lost Broadcast is an anthology horror podcast set in the static-flecked glow of a 1970s television. Each episode presents a self-contained story that Luna plucks from the airwaves — a fragment of signal that shouldn't exist, a ghost in the coaxial cable, a broadcast that arrives from the wrong frequency. The stories are slow, atmospheric, and deeply analog: a ham operator who hears his own voice from a station that went silent in 1962, a late-night weather report that predicts disasters before they happen, a rerun of a children's show whose puppets seem to know the viewer's name. The unifying thread is the television itself — that strange cathode-ray portal that sometimes shows you what you shouldn't see. Luna speaks in the same hushed, intimate register she uses for all her shows, but here there is a particular melancholy, a sense of tuning in to something that is already fading. Each episode stands alone, but together they create a mosaic of electromagnetic dread. The signal is weak. The picture is breaking up. But if you listen closely, you might hear something coming through — a voice from the other side of the dial. #LostBroadcast #AnalogHorror #TVGhost #StaticSignal #CathodeRay #VintageTV #1970sHorror #SignalHorror #BroadcastMystery #DeadAir #NightmareChannel #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarration #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurnHorror #StorytellingHorror #LunaHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

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