S02 - EP02 - Spores by Lewis Darley | A speculative horror story
Haunted UK Fiction: Tales of the Supernatural, Paranormal, and UncannyShow Notes
A hidden passage. A flicker of light. Something is spreading behind the walls.
“Robert placed his face in the hole, to find a stone opening. It was a natural cave... He should have been excited by this startling architectural find, but one detail instead made his skin pallid and cold.There was a single flickering candle, the wax placed upon a sharp shelf of jutting rock. It had been placed here, decoratively, and judging by the length of the candle, recently…”
What begins as a small, almost insignificant discovery quickly turns into something far more disturbing, as the boundaries between the known and the hidden begin to break down.Some things don’t stay contained... they grow.This original paranormal horror story explores intrusion, decay, and the terrifying idea that something may already be inside your home.
If you enjoy this story, continue your listening with: The Thing in the Wall (a creeping horror where something hidden begins to make itself known) Blackdamp (a tense underground tale where something unseen proves deadly) Fossils (a disturbing discovery that reveals something ancient was never truly buried)
About the Author Lewis Darley is a Nottingham-based writer, illustrator, and videographer whose work blends the everyday with the strange. His stories often explore subtle intrusions into ordinary life, building a sense of realism before tipping into the unsettling.You may also know his work from Blasted Heath, featured in Season 1.You can find more of his work below: Instagram: @darleymakesart Website: https://www.lewisdarleyillustration.com/ Email: [email protected]
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Credits: Story by Lewis Darley Narrated by Steven Holloway Script prepared by Melissa West Produced by Pink Flamingo Home Studio
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Enter the world of Haunted UK Fiction — a paranormal fiction podcast and sister show to the Haunted UK Podcast.We bring you original supernatural stories, ghost stories, and eerie fiction written by authors from the UK and around the world. From hauntings and poltergeists to strange creatures, folklore, and the unexplained, each episode features professionally narrated horror and paranormal fiction designed to unsettle, intrigue, and stay with you long after listening.If you enjoy atmospheric storytelling, dark fiction, and immersive audio experiences, Haunted UK Fiction is your home for weekly supernatural tales.
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