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Pseudopod 250: The Voice In The Night

The Voice in the Night by William Hope Hodgson It was a dark, starless night. We were becalmed in the Northern Pacific. Our exact position I do not know; for the sun had been hidden during the course of a weary, breathless week, by a thin haze which had seemed to float above us, about […]

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Mother Horror challenges you to Take A Walk In The Night, My Love

First, I must use this opportunity to encourage horror fans that if they are only digesting their horror fiction through the traditional method of the written word, I strongly recommend integrating some audio into your diet. This is only my third PseudoPod episode but already I can feel my appetite for more grow stronger every […]

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PseudoPod 730: The Smell of Night in the Basement

The Smell of Night in the Basement by Wendy N. Wagner I looked up when Carlos came in with a girl, two Domino’s pizzas, and a bag of marijuana gummies. It was a big basement, finished in places, dirt in others, a kind of half-assed bathroom in the corner with no walls or a door […]

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PseudoPod 691: Half-Men of the Night Marie

Half-Men of the Night Marie by Robin Husen Three half-men in a lifeboat drifted on the methane sea.  Her ship’s name, Night Marie, was written on the stern like a tombstone.  The ship, along with the rest of her crew, had sunk thirty hours before sunset. Sparks, the ship’s half-boy, crouched in the bows, his […]

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PseudoPod 681: A Night of Many Months

A Night of Many Months by C.L. Holland He’d wondered, when he started the job, why he needed a belt with so many holes.  Now he knew–it fitted around him twice and felt like it needed tightening again.  It took months to visit every home in one night and he’d lived every minute, surviving on […]

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PseudoPod 621: Voices

Voices by Ira Brooker It was just after sundown when we heard the first voice, a faraway voice, whispery, wheezy, barely distinguishable from the howl of the wind that bore it. “Lessss… innnnn…” was what I heard. Not quite words but near enough that I ran to Mother on the other side of the room. […]

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