Game Trail — Fexingo Horror

November 2023. A hunter named Everett built a tree stand in the woods outside a village called Sutter's Cove, New York. He told me he worked on it for three weekends, alone, nailing boards into a white oak at the edge of a gravel pit. The first time he sat in it, before dawn, he noticed a light coming from the bottom of the pit. Not a flashlight. Not a campfire. It was blue and it pulsed like a heartbeat under the water. He went back every morning for a week. The light grew brighter. And then one morning the water level dropped. This is the story of what he found on the platform at the bottom of the pit, and why he no longer hunts in Sullivan County. I am Luna, and this is Game Trail.

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November 2023. Luna was tracking a wounded doe through the hardwood stands behind Milner's Hollow when she found a second blood trail—human, dragging, leading to an abandoned fire tower. Inside, a man in a shredded hunting jacket sat against the wall, his rifle empty, his eyes fixed on something in the corner that Luna couldn't see. He spoke without moving his mouth. He said the deer had been leading him for three days, and that she wasn't the one hunting anymore. What he showed her in that tower—the thing that had been following him since the first shot—is what this episode is about. A story about the debt we owe the woods, and what happens when the woods decide to collect.

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Luna recalls a winter morning in 2019 when she followed a blood trail not from a deer, but from a man named Hollis who had been missing for three days. The trail led through the hardwoods on the western edge of Stillwater Bog, past a rusted snowmobile, to a cabin that wasn't on any map. Inside, she found a fire still burning, a pot of coffee still warm, and a single boot by the door. But no Hollis. What she found instead was a set of footprints in the ash on the hearth—small, bare, leading not out of the cabin but into the back wall. She spent the next hour pacing the perimeter, trying to find a door or a hatch, a crawl space, anything. There was nothing. Just log walls and a dirt floor that hadn't been disturbed in years. She never found Hollis. But sometimes, late at night, she wonders if he found what he was looking for—and if whatever left those footprints in the ash is still walking the bog.

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In the winter of 2017, a man named Hollis Durn kept a barn that no one in Schoharie County would go near. Not because it was abandoned, but because it was too clean — swept dirt, oiled hinges, and a single trapdoor that stayed padlocked from the outside. Luna's father knew Hollis from the old days, and after the funeral she drove out to Copperhead Lane to help clear the place. What she found inside the barn wasn't a body. It wasn't an animal. It was a name written in the dust on the trapdoor, and a sound from below that she still can't explain. This is a story about the things we promise to do for the dead, and the things the dead leave waiting.

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In December of 2003, I spent three nights at the Cutter's Motel outside Barlow, Ohio, while tracking a deer that had strayed south of the Muskingum River. The motel was a low cinderblock building with a flickering vacancy sign and a manager who never showed his face after dark. On the second night, I found a hunting knife taped under the loose floorboard beside the bed, its blade etched with a name I did not recognize. What I learned about the room's previous occupant — a man named Hollis who had checked in six weeks earlier and never checked out — turned a routine tracking trip into something I still cannot shake. This is the story of what I found in Room 9, and what I chose not to tell the sheriff.

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In October of 2018, a retired fire watchman named Harlan Croft radioed the Monteagle ranger station to report a signal he could not explain. For thirty-two years he had sat alone in the Pigeon Mountain Lookout, watching for smoke in the Cherokee National Forest. But that night, the fire finder—the alidade instrument used to triangulate smoke plumes—began to track something that burned with no heat and cast no light. Luna tells the story of what Harlan saw through the glass, what the radio picked up at 2:17 AM, and why the lookout tower was decommissioned the following spring. A story about the things that watch us from the ridgelines, and the men who are paid to watch them back.

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November 1987. A solo deer hunter named Carl Pederson goes missing from his tree stand on Swainson's Ridge, a stretch of state forest just outside the town of Lost Creek, New York. Search and rescue finds his rifle, his backpack, and a half-eaten granola bar, but no sign of Carl. Three days later, another hunter reports hearing a voice calling for help from the ridge at dusk—not a human voice, but something that had learned the shape of words. Luna pieces together the story from the deputy's report and from the man who heard it. A quiet, snowbound episode about what waits in the places we think are empty.

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It's the last day of deer season in the foothills above Minton, New York, and Luna is tracking a blood trail that doesn't add up. The snow is too clean, the tracks too few, and the thing that left them is not a deer. She follows the trail to a place where the trees stop growing, where the snow has never been touched by the sun, and where something has been waiting for years. This is a story about the line between hunting and being hunted, about a man named Royce who knew that line better than anyone, and about the last thing he ever brought home. There is no monster in this story—only the shape of one, pressed into the snow where nothing should have walked.

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It's November 2017, and Luna is driving through the Monongahela National Forest when her truck skids off a gravel road near a place called Wagon Wheel Gap. She finds shelter in a hollowed-out general store run by an old woman named Elara, who hasn't seen another person in months. Over weak coffee and canned peaches, Elara tells her about the bridge that washed out twenty years ago—and the people who still cross it at night, carrying lanterns that don't burn. Luna stays until dawn, watching the road from a cracked window, trying to decide what she's more afraid of: the figures on the bridge, or the quiet certainty in Elara's voice when she says they're waiting for someone who knows their names.

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After a late-season blizzard strands her at an abandoned hunting camp, Luna discovers a single kerosene lantern burning in the window of a cabin that should have been empty for forty years. Inside, a table set for one, a fire still warm in the stove, and a photograph of a woman who looks just like her—dated the week before. As the storm closes in, she follows a set of tracks leading into the woods, tracks that were made just minutes ago by someone wearing the same boots she has on. This is the story of what she found at the end of those tracks, and what she left behind at Farrow's Crossing, Vermont, in the winter of 2009.

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