The Sundial Cast A Shadow At Night 😱 | Scary Horror Story

The sundial in my garden casts a shadow at night — and there is no moon in the sky. I moved to Ashcombe for the quiet: a stone cottage at the end of Church Lane, a wild garden, and an old sundial in the middle of the lawn, carved with the words I COUNT ONLY THE SUNNY HOURS. Then came the first warm night of June, and under a full moon, the sundial cast a shadow pointing at the house — the wrong way. Every night the shadow creeps a little closer. The grass it touches turns grey and cold. A tarpaulin cannot stop it. A hammer cannot break it. And when I dig beneath the pedestal, I find an iron ring set flat in the earth — a handle, for a door that opens downwards. The old woman in the village shop knows what the sundial really is. It marks a grave. And the man buried standing upright beneath it has been rising, a little every night, for a hundred and fifty years. A true-feeling original horror story from The Haunted Voice. Listen with the lights off... if you dare. New horror stories every day — Long stories and Shorts. Subscribe and turn on the bell so you never miss a story after dark. Tell us in the comments: would YOU pull the iron ring — or fill the hole back in? #TheSundialCastAShadowAtNight #horrorstory #scarystory #TheHauntedVoice #hauntedgarden #sundialhorror #ghoststory #scarystories #horrornarration #creepystory #hauntedcottage #sundialghost #hauntedhouse #scarytales #horrorYouTube #supernaturalhorror #graveyardhorror #ghoststorynarration #hauntedvillage #scarystorynarration