All Hallows' Calendar — Fexingo Horror

Every Halloween, Luna sits at her kitchen table with an old advent-style calendar—31 small doors, each hiding a tiny image that grows more disturbing as the month unfolds. For each door she opens, she tells a self-contained story inspired by that day's symbol: a cracked bell tolling for a forgotten village, a black candle that refuses to burn out, a child's drawing of a door that shouldn't exist. These are not ghost tales in the usual sense—they are fables of seasonal dread, where autumn leaves hide hungry things, and the boundary between costume and skin blurs. From the creaking of a porch swing that swings on its own to the recipe for a pie that feeds more than the living, every episode stands alone, yet each shares the same hushed, candlelit tone—as if the stories are being whispered to you alone, in the dark, with only the flicker of a jack-o'-lantern for light. Luna's voice guides you through a month of small horrors, each one a door you might think twice about opening. The calend