The Well Behind My House Breathes At Night π± | Scary Horror Story
The well behind my house breathes. Warm air, rising through the stones all night, in the slow rhythm of something sleeping far too big for the hole.
Martin Cole bought a farmhouse at the end of a gravel road in Ohio β forty acres, one old well, capped with chained stones. An audio engineer by trade, he did the worst thing a man in his profession can do: he lowered a microphone into the dark and listened. Something down there learned his father's song. Something down there learned his voice. And on the last night, it said his next words before he could say them himself. He capped the well with a ton of concrete. The silence lasted nineteen days. Then his phone rang, and the caller ID was his own numberβ¦
An original horror story, written and narrated by The Haunted Voice. Headphones recommended. Lights offβ¦ if you dare. π
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