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It's Christmas Eve, 1987, on a back road outside Dunbridge, Vermont. Luna's car skids off the icy shoulder into a ditch, and she walks to the only light she can see: a small white clapboard church with a stone well in the yard. Inside, the service is already over, but one woman remains—an old parishioner named Agnes, who insists Luna wait for the bell. Not the bell in the steeple, she says, but the one beneath the well. As the snow deepens and the hour grows late, Luna learns there is a reason the road is so empty, a reason the bell only rings when someone is lost. And it has already begun to toll.
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By FexingoIt's Christmas Eve, 1987, on a back road outside Dunbridge, Vermont. Luna's car skids off the icy shoulder into a ditch, and she walks to the only light she can see: a small white clapboard church with a stone well in the yard. Inside, the service is already over, but one woman remains—an old parishioner named Agnes, who insists Luna wait for the bell. Not the bell in the steeple, she says, but the one beneath the well. As the snow deepens and the hour grows late, Luna learns there is a reason the road is so empty, a reason the bell only rings when someone is lost. And it has already begun to toll.
#FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #standalone #anthology #ChristmasEve #DunbridgeVermont #StEadburghsWell #Agnes #thebell #1987 #icystorm #snowedinnight #backroad #church #lonelyChristmas #oldwoman #frozenwell #thingsthathappened
Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo