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It was the summer of 2007, just past midnight, when a girl in a soaked-through sunday dress walked into the diner on Starling Road. She didn't order. She just sat in the corner booth and watched the clock. I thought she was waiting for someone. But the longer I looked at her, the more I noticed things that didn't add up—the way the rain on her dress never dried, the way she flinched at the bell on the door. And then the clock struck twelve-oh-one, and she spoke. She told me she'd been waiting here since 1973, and that I was the first person who'd ever seen her.
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By FexingoIt was the summer of 2007, just past midnight, when a girl in a soaked-through sunday dress walked into the diner on Starling Road. She didn't order. She just sat in the corner booth and watched the clock. I thought she was waiting for someone. But the longer I looked at her, the more I noticed things that didn't add up—the way the rain on her dress never dried, the way she flinched at the bell on the door. And then the clock struck twelve-oh-one, and she spoke. She told me she'd been waiting here since 1973, and that I was the first person who'd ever seen her.
#FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LastCallAtTheDiner #Luna #StarlingRoad #1973 #rain #diner #ghost #waitress #midnight #sundress #timeLoop #unseen #solonarrated #atmospheric #slowburn #encounter
Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo