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Game Trail — Fexingo Horror

Game Trail — Fexingo Horror

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Game Trail is an anthology horror podcast set in the deep woods of the American Northeast, where the quiet of snowfall masks something far less natural. Each episode follows a different person—hunter, hiker, logger, lost child—who steps off the marked path and into a territory where the rules of the world shift. These are stories of cold dread, of tracks that double back on themselves, of things that watch from the treeline and never blink. Luna guides you through these isolated encounters with a steady, low voice, like a campfire tale told by someone who has seen the woods at night and knows better than to run. Every tale is complete; you can start anywhere, but you'll want to hear them all. The blood trail leads somewhere, and not all who follow it come back. #GameTrail #WoodsHorror #HuntingHorror #NortheastHorror #WinterHorror #DeepSnow #BloodTrail #HunterHorror #ForestCryptids #IsolationHorror #AmericanGothic #FolkHorror #SlowBurnHorror #AnthologyHorror #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror #StorytellingHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo© 2026 Fexingo. All rights reserved. Schauspiel & Theater Sozialwissenschaften
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  • The Light at the Edge of Tin Cup Road

    The Light at the Edge of Tin Cup Road
    Jul 18 2026
    December 2009, just outside the ghost town of Bodie, California. Luna's father had been tracking a wounded buck for six hours across the alkali flats. Then he found the fence. Not a game fence or a cattle fence—a chain-link barrier, forty feet tall, stretching as far as he could see through his binoculars. The gate wasn't locked. Inside, the snow was untouched. No tracks. Not even his own. He tells this story exactly once, sitting on her porch last November, and he still won't say what he saw after the light found him. Just that he left his rifle on the other side, and that he has not hunted since. A quiet episode about trespass, boundary lines, and the thing that waits where the snow has never been broken. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #GameTrail #Bodie #TinCupRoad #TheFence #AlkaliFlats #December2009 #WoundedBuck #UnbrokenSnow #BoundaryLines #Trespass #HuntingStory #GhostTown #LightInTheSnow #WhatHeSaw #LunaNarrates #AtmosphericHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    7 Min.
  • The Game at the Edge of Bitterwater Road

    The Game at the Edge of Bitterwater Road
    Jul 17 2026
    December 1987 on Bitterwater Road, a gravel cut through the pine barrens of northern Maine. Luna's uncle Roy was a guide, the kind who could read a deer track at a dead run and tell you how many minutes ago the animal passed through. In the third week of deer season, he took a party of four hunters into a stretch of state land he'd worked for twenty years — a piece he knew like his own kitchen. They came back two days early, three men silent and one man gone. The one who came back changed did not speak for a week, and when he finally did, the story he told made Roy sell his rifles and never walk into the woods again. Luna heard it from her father, who heard it from Roy, who never once lied about anything in his life. This is what that man described — the game they found, the rules it seemed to follow, and the shot that should have ended everything but only started something worse. #BitterwaterRoad #PineBarrensMaine #UncleRoy #DeerSeason1987 #TheGame #WhistleInTheTrees #TheManWhoCameBack #DeerStand #OrangeCap #GraveBark #RulesOfTheGame #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #SoloNarration #AnthologyHorror #WoodsHorror #AtmosphericHorror #CandlelightReading Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    8 Min.
  • The Blaze at the Edge of Swanton Turn

    The Blaze at the Edge of Swanton Turn
    Jul 16 2026
    November 2023. State Route 9, just north of Swanton, Vermont. Luna's cousin Ray ran a deer camp off a gravel logging road—a plywood shack with a wood stove and a propane lantern. When he stopped answering texts for three days, she drove up to check on him. The camp was dark. The stove was out. But the fire pit in the clearing was roaring, and there were footprints in the frost that didn't match any boot tread she'd ever seen. A quiet, patient thing had been sitting at the edge of the light for hours, watching. And Ray's rifle was still locked in the truck. This is a story about the silence between heartbeats, the warmth you can't trust, and the question that follows you back down the mountain: why would a fire keep burning with no one to feed it? #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #GameTrail #Swanton #Vermont #DeerCamp #FirePit #Footprints #November #LoggingRoad #StateRoute9 #SoloNarrated #AtmosphericHorror #AtomicHorror #Woods #CousinRay #Unanswered #EdgeOfLight Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    8 Min.
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