S02 - EP03 - Bleakmore: A Gothic Tale Part 1 by Emma Hudairi | A historical haunting
Haunted UK Fiction: Tales of the Supernatural, Paranormal, and UncannyShow Notes
A guest at a manor house bears witness terrible events unfolding again and again...
“There, stood by the bannister and staring down at me with an intensity I found hard to bear, was a man, smartly dressed, with thick black hair and black side whiskers. What I noticed most were his angular features and prominent cheekbones. I stood there, frozen to the spot and meeting his cold stare for what seemed like an eternity before I was finally able to tear my eyes away and when I glanced back only several seconds later, he was gone…”
What begins as a quiet stay in a historic house soon becomes something far more unsettling, as a guest finds themselves witnessing events that seem to repeat — as though the past is not finished with the present.Some places don’t just remember… they replay.This original paranormal gothic horror story explores lingering tragedy, time loops, and the eerie sensation of becoming part of something that has happened before.
This is part one of a two-part gothic tale.
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If you enjoy this story, continue your listening with: The Overcoat (a slow-burning gothic tale of influence and unease, where something quietly takes hold) The Lady of the Stairs (a haunting rooted in history, where a voice from the past refuses to be silenced) Rattle Chains (a classic gothic story of entrapment and a presence that cannot move on)
About the Author Emma Hudairi has long been drawn to ghost stories and the supernatural, from childhood reading to adult fascination with paranormal investigations. Bleakmore: A Gothic Tale was written during lockdown as a deeply personal creative project, inspired by distance, uncertainty, and the enduring pull of gothic storytelling.Though fictional, the story draws on the landscapes and atmosphere of Yorkshire — a place where history and imagination naturally intertwine.
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Credits: Story by Emma Hudairi Narrated by Steven Holloway Script prepared by Melissa West Produced by Pink Flamingo Home Studio
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