Plague Doctor's Round — Fexingo Horror

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In a time of pestilence and shadow, Luna dons the long cloak of a plague doctor and recounts tales from the margins of history — where the black death was not the only visitor. Each episode of this anthology is a self-contained story drawn from whispered accounts of apothecaries, graveyard shift priests, and those who tended the sick in cities sealed by quarantine. Here, the plague mask is not just protection; it is a doorway. Listen as Luna speaks of physicians who found their patients already dead — and still breathing, of locked wards where the air itself turned to rot and rage, of remedies written in blood on parchment made from human skin. These are not the sanitized accounts of textbooks; these are the confessions of those who walked among the dying and saw something worse follow. The stories are linked by a single thread: the plague doctor's round is never just a medical call — it is a reckoning. Each tale ends before the dawn, leaving you alone in the dark with the rattle of a mask and the memory of what was found in the sickroom's farthest corner. Luna's voice is your only lantern. Do not let it go out. #PlagueDoctorHorror #HistoricalHorror #MedicalHorror #ApothecaryTales #PestilenceFiction #DarkHistory #MedievalHorror #QuarantineStories #PlagueMask #SlowBurnHorror #AnthologyHorror #EpidemicThriller #GothicHorror #BodyHorror #FolkHorror #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

  1. 23h ago

    The Night the Waiting Room Stayed Lit at the Verona Clinic

    December 1996. A minor car accident on an icy road outside Verona, Ohio. Luna waits in the empty clinic's waiting room while the doctor examines her father. The clock on the wall ticks too slowly. A woman in a grey coat sits across from her, perfectly still, reading a magazine that never turns a page. The receptionist left at six. The doctor hasn't come out. And the woman starts to speak — not to Luna, but to someone who isn't there. Luna realizes she's the only one who can hear her. And the woman has been waiting a very long time indeed. A story about the thin membrane between the waiting and the waited-for, and what happens when you accidentally sit on the wrong side of it. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #PlagueDoctorsRound #VeronaOhio #ClinicHorror #WaitingRoom #December1996 #CarAccident #GreyCoatWoman #MagazineThatNeverTurns #GhostStory #IcyRoad #FatherAndDaughter #NightShift #EmptyClinic #Unresolved #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    7 min

  2. 1d ago

    The Night the Doll Maker Stayed Late on Tupelo Lane

    In the autumn of 2003, on a back road outside Opelika, Alabama, there was a storefront that sold porcelain dolls. Not the kind you find at antique malls — these were custom, handmade, each one a perfect likeness of someone's lost child. Luna's aunt bought one for her fifth birthday. The doll was beautiful. It had her cousin's face. And then it started crying in the middle of the night — not from a voice box, but like a real child. Luna never forgot that sound. She went back to Tupelo Lane twenty years later, to ask the doll maker one question. She wishes she hadn't. #DollMaker #TupeloLane #OpelikaAlabama #PorcelainDolls #LostChildren #CryingDoll #Autumn2003 #SouthernGothic #SlowBurnHorror #UncannyValley #FamilyCurse #SmallTownSecrets #FolkHorror #RuralAlabama #ThatWhichIsMade #MidnightStories #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    8 min

  3. 2d ago

    The Night the Candle Never Went Out at the Church of St. Jude

    A quiet, self-contained encounter from Luna's own past: the autumn she spent in a dying Massachusetts mill town, cataloguing the archives of a church that was about to be demolished. Inside the basement she found a single candle, still burning, in a room that had been sealed for seventy years. The candle never flickered. The candle never went out. The priest who had lit it was still there too, or something that wore his face, sitting in the dark with a patience that predated the building. Luna tells the story of the week she spent trying not to look at it, and the night she finally understood that some prayers are answered exactly as they are spoken. #PlagueDoctorsRound #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #CandleThatNeverWentOut #ChurchOfStJude #WhittierFalls #MassachusettsHorror #BasementCandle #SeventyYears #PetitionDenied #FatherMichaels #TheCandle #SealedRoom #PrayerAnswered #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn #SoloNarrated #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    12 min

  4. 3d ago

    The Night the Tick Tock Man Came to Wisteria

    A woman on a solo road trip stops for gas at a dusty station outside Wisteria, Texas, where the attendant warns her not to listen to the wind. She presses on, but the radio begins to play a child's nursery rhyme about a Tick Tock Man, and the road keeps looping back to the same abandoned barn. Stranded and desperate, she follows a sound into the dark—a ticking, like a clock, but slower than any clock should be. What she finds inside is not a man, but a space where time has stopped, and something in the corner is breathing in rhythm. She cannot look away. She cannot leave. And in the morning, when they find her car parked on the shoulder, the engine is still running, but the clock on the dashboard has stopped at 3:33. #WisteriaTexas #TickTockMan #AbandonedBarn #RoadTripHorror #TimeStopped #NurseryRhyme #GasStationAttendant #LoopingRoad #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarration #LunaTells #FexingoHorror #PodcastHorror #AtmosphericHorror #FolkHorror #TexasHorror #DarkRoads #SlowBurn Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    7 min

  5. 4d ago

    The Night the Pharmacy Stayed Open After Midnight in New Carthage

    In the summer of 1997, the only 24-hour pharmacy in New Carthage was a fluorescent-lit box on the edge of town. Luna's cousin worked the graveyard shift there, and one night in July he called her with a story he couldn't finish over the phone. A woman came in just after midnight, barefoot and dry-mouthed, asking for a prescription that didn't exist. The pharmacist on duty—a man who had worked the counter for thirty years—said she came every single night, same time, same request, same blank look. But that night was different. That night he finally gave her something. And whatever he put in that little white bag... it was not medicine. A slow, intimate story about the shape of a longing that cannot be filled, about a small town where the night shift knows more than it says, and about the thing that waits just behind the last locked door. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #PlagueDoctorsRound #AnthologyHorror #SmallTownHorror #PharmacyHorror #GraveyardShift #NewCarthage #Midnight #Prescription #Loneliness #Longing #TheNightThePharmacyStayedOpen #Episode40 #SoloNarrated #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn #ListenInTheDark Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    7 min

  6. 5d ago

    The Night the Freezer Hummed at the Piggly Wiggly in Wolf Creek

    October 1999. Three weeks before Halloween, the night stock crew at the Piggly Wiggly in Wolf Creek, Tennessee, started hearing things from the walk-in freezer. Not the compressor. Not the pipes. A sound like fingernails on frost, like someone breathing through a straw of ice. Luna knew the assistant manager, Darren Coyle — a quiet man who wore a hearing aid in his left ear and never told ghost stories. Until that month. Until he started coming in early to stand outside the freezer door with a flashlight, waiting for the hum to change pitch. This is what he heard on the night of October 22nd, when the power flickered and the temperature gauge read thirty below and the door handle was cold enough to burn. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #PigglyWiggly #WolfCreekTennessee #WalkInFreezer #NightShift #October1999 #DarrenCoyle #FreezerHum #Frost #ColdStorage #GroceryStoreHorror #SoloNarration #AtmosphericHorror #SmallTown #NightStock #HearingAid #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    6 min

  7. 6d ago

    The Night the Cradle Rocked in the Attic of the Croft House

    In the winter of 1998, Luna's great-aunt Maeve called her to the old Croft house in Shady Grove, Tennessee. Maeve had been hearing something in the attic—a rhythmic creak, like a rocking chair or a cradle, that started each night at exactly 11:47 PM and stopped precisely at 2:13 AM. She was ninety-two, sharp as a tack, and not given to imagining things. Luna spent three nights in that cold, dusty attic with nothing but a tape recorder and a kerosene lamp. What she recorded isn't something she can explain, but it made her understand why Maeve never had children, and why she never once set foot in that attic after Luna left. This is a story about the weight of family secrets, the sound of something that should not move on its own, and the way a house can remember what the people inside it try to forget. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #PlagueDoctorsRound #CroftHouse #ShadyGroveTennessee #AtticCradle #MaeveCroft #FamilySecrets #RockingCradle #Winter1998 #LunaStory #SoloNarrated #AtmosphericHorror #SlowBurn #Unresolved #HauntingSound #TennesseeWinter #GenerationalTrauma Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    9 min

  8. Jun 10

    The Night the Crows Spoke at the Haskell County Fair

    Summer of 1997, Haskell County, Oklahoma. The fair came to town every August—the same Ferris wheel, the same funnel cake, the same dusty midway. But that year, a new attraction appeared at the edge of the livestock barn: a fortune-telling booth operated by a silent woman in a mask. Luna's cousin Maybelle went in for a lark. She came out pale, refusing to say what she'd heard. Then the crows began to gather on the power lines. Then they began to speak—in Maybelle's own voice. A story about the things we tell ourselves at night, and what listens. #HaskellCountyFair #FortuneTeller #Crows #Oklahoma #Summer1997 #SmallTown #CarnivalHorror #Birds #Voice #Mirrors #TheMaskedWoman #Midway #FunnelCake #LivestockBarn #Maybelle #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #PlagueDoctorsRound Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

    7 min
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In a time of pestilence and shadow, Luna dons the long cloak of a plague doctor and recounts tales from the margins of history — where the black death was not the only visitor. Each episode of this anthology is a self-contained story drawn from whispered accounts of apothecaries, graveyard shift priests, and those who tended the sick in cities sealed by quarantine. Here, the plague mask is not just protection; it is a doorway. Listen as Luna speaks of physicians who found their patients already dead — and still breathing, of locked wards where the air itself turned to rot and rage, of remedies written in blood on parchment made from human skin. These are not the sanitized accounts of textbooks; these are the confessions of those who walked among the dying and saw something worse follow. The stories are linked by a single thread: the plague doctor's round is never just a medical call — it is a reckoning. Each tale ends before the dawn, leaving you alone in the dark with the rattle of a mask and the memory of what was found in the sickroom's farthest corner. Luna's voice is your only lantern. Do not let it go out. #PlagueDoctorHorror #HistoricalHorror #MedicalHorror #ApothecaryTales #PestilenceFiction #DarkHistory #MedievalHorror #QuarantineStories #PlagueMask #SlowBurnHorror #AnthologyHorror #EpidemicThriller #GothicHorror #BodyHorror #FolkHorror #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

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