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Serialized Horror. Each episode builds upon the one before. For new listeners, please choose either The Baroness (season two) or The House Unsettling (season one) and start with chapter one! Join me, every week, to hear another chapter. Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist
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Just a little soul sharing. Love you all. Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist Theme song and music provided by Atrium Carceri and Cryo Chamber Music. https://cryochamber.bandcamp.comBy Drew Attana
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THIS IS THE GHOST MODERNIST. Show updates! A limited edition season is forthcoming. Details coming soon! This is serialized horror fiction podcast, with every episode building upon the one before. Each season is novel length, broken into chapters, and a self contained story. If you are new here, welcome! Interested in a story about a couple navigat…
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Chapter Twenty-One: "The lido deck was filling up again, with once eager vacationers milling around the deck. Coming down from the bridge, Chad Stafford thought, without the torn and bloodied clothing, without the limping, the scene looked just as it had when they’d set sail. They all had their own experiences abound the Baroness, just as Chad and …
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Chapter Twenty: "But now, hearing his shoes splashing across the Lido deck of the Baroness, and the footsteps of those pursuing him, Chad felt the weight of knowing how out of options he was. He’d ducked in, around and behind, weaving through the rain and the many drink kiosks and activity stands the baroness once offered, getting closer and closer…
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Chapter Nineteen: "Wives had poisoned husbands, husbands smothering or strangling their wives. Drunken friends got into fist fights, breaking noses and necks. Knives were slipped into handbags and the pockets of sport coats to be used in the middle of the night. There had been crucifixions. It was exactly the sort of controlled chaos he craved. The…
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Chapter Eighteen: "On the lido deck, the knuckles on Donnie’s Fredericks left hand were stark white as he throttled the railing. He clutched the radio in his opposite hand with the same strength. Once, twice, he depressed the talk button, but let go without saying a word. Instead, he yowled, his voice dampened by the dense rain, and threw the radio…
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Chapter Seventeen: "Teresa watched her husband pull the pistol out from his waistband, and hover it above Austin’s face. Marie’s attention shifted, and Teresa knew Chad wasn’t trying to scare her, rather giving her a not so subtle hint that their group had regained some measure of control. Marie’s hand was suddenly on Teresa’s knee.” Remember, ther…
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Chapter Sixteen: "Marie heard it as she stood up. A tapping. Soft, rhythmic, like morse code. Something intentional. The woman clutched the cart’s handle and searched her immediate vicinity, expecting to find one of Donnie’s lunatic followers crouched behind her, a sinister grin and a gleaming butcher knife drumming against the metal of the prep ta…
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Chapter Fifteen: "When the intercom cut out, the only sound was heavy rain pattering the waves and the soft whistle of wind through the sliding glass door. The blessed crispness of the ocean breeze was combatting the scent of raw construction materials and stale air inside the barren stateroom. Caroline could feel her own heartbeat. The rhythm puls…
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Chapter Fourteen: "None of the group had said a word until they were safely behind the long glass counter. Teresa eased herself down to the carpet, wincing, groaning, the rush of their hurried escape catching up with her. Her husband crept around the rectangular area, opening drawers and cabinets, picking up staplers, rulers, ink pens, then tossing…
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Chapter Thirteen: "When they had reached the waterfall, they heard gunshots. The first sounded like a firecracker, then two more. Screams. Glass breaking. The whole situation was foreign, like Greg was watching someone else’s life. Someone braver. The fourth shot was louder, closer, and Caroline began sucking in huge breaths. She was going to hyper…
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Chapter Twelve: "Just under a foot tall, the stone sculpture was washed in a sickly green shade like oxidized copper. The passage of time, of being submerged in seawater, or buried in the sand, of changing hands, had eroded the sharp points of the wings, snapped off small pieces of the many searching tentacles, softened the once precise definition …
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Chapter Eleven: "Oh, I’m just fooling about,” Donnie said. “Forgive me, I don’t want to take up much of your time, but alas, this needs to be said. Many of you have come to me or to one of my many underlings with wild accusations or totally misguided complaints. Seems many of you have fallen under some sort of mass hysteria. Like we, representative…
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Chapter Ten: "In that moment, Chad realized how profoundly little he knew about his and his wife’s safety aboard the ship. How little most people probably knew. And on the converse, how much trust they were putting into complete strangers. They were in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, sealed within a gigantic metal coffin, with a cross section of …
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Chapter Nine: "The State of Wisconsin, especially in brutal winter months, felt like living on the moon. Not known for its mountain ranges, the area which many of his friends from other parts of the US called “lower Canada,” was redundant, one blank, snow covered field after another. This isn’t to say that Wisconsin doesn’t have its fair share of b…
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Chapter Eight: "During his many years of civilian medicine, especially in the emergency room, he saw the aftermath of car accidents and the slow devastation of long terminal illness. He’d seen the drunken naivety of trying to assert dominance over the explosive insistence of fireworks, and the sheer absurdity of what human beings choose to put in e…
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Chapter Seven: "The Baroness had begun her journey. They were underway. Maybe it was this subtle rumble that woke her, pinioning from beam to girder, traveling up pipes and conduit, through kitchens and staterooms and supply closets, vibrating the bottles in the duty free liquor store and the poker chips languishing in their rounded wooden troughs.…
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Chapter Six: "After the rush died down, and most of the cordoned off tables had been populated, a woman came hurrying through the main entry doors, looking a bit flustered, and it took Greg only a second to register her face. The Librarian. He watched her walk up to the hostess and move her lips. The hostess looked down, then pointed vaguely in Gre…
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Chapter Five: "While Austin felt stuck, imprisoned by the secret conversation, yet his body was moving. Like muscle memory, or a subconscious need to flee, he was wriggling he of the tight space between plastic chair and the video game’s glass top. His joints clicked and popped, even from being seated for a short period of time, and Austin waited, …
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Chapter Four: "The idea of a curse is nothing new. The covered bridge or the condemned barn, doors falling from the hinges, on the outskirts of your home town. The patch of woods where, supposedly, a witches coven met their violent end, or group of teenage satanists practiced gruesome ceremonies they thought might bring them power, or knowledge. No…
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Chapter Three: "This wasn’t the couple’s first cruise, and they were passed the point of being awed by the sheer enormity of the floating city, but the hallways on the stateroom floors were something Chad had never gotten used to. His door, number 220, was right about midship, and the corridor outside stretched on, it seemed, forever, in both direc…
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Chapter Two: "Celebration Vacations obviously kept whatever information it had confidential, as they didn’t want to metaphorically sink their multi-billion dollar flagship before her second voyage. Most of all, the cruise ship and the horrors the virus had created within its hull were just one of thousands, millions of stories emerging in the wake …
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Chapter One: "Now, here they were, about to board Celebration Vacations’ flagship, The Baroness of the Open Waters, taking a one-off repositioning journey, from Cancun to Venice, dubbed, “Love on the Waves.” The description in the emailed brochure told him this was, “an escape for couples celebrating anniversaries; a rocking honeymoon, a simple get…
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Chapter Twenty-Seven: "This was the woman Denny had married, had misquoted song lyrics to on a beach in Florida. The woman he’d spent twelve hour days studying with, preparing for exams, who he’d escaped from a one percenter biker bar in Cheyenne, Wyoming with, who he’d shared joy, grief, and sweaty sheets with. This was the woman who’d changed his…
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Chapter Twenty-Five: "Everyone, it seemed, was iced over, stuck in place, waiting for someone else to make the first move, to cause the last crack in the dam. And then a single, simple thought came to Denny’s mind: my wife’s dead. It was as if this thought, this horrifying recognition, one that made the bile rise in Denny’s throat, was the final st…
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Chapter Twenty-Six: "After centuries of watching humans bumble around, fearing and fighting against their eventual demise, the entity had begun realize that the fragility of the tiny human mind was incapable of accepting their insignificance, that they were as fragile and unimportant as rocks or blades of grass." Remember, there are two types of pe…
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Chapter Twenty-Four: "The low murmur of harmonizing voices drew Denny into consciousness. His head throbbed, a dull ache emanating from the spot on the back of his skull where he’d been struck, and he didn’t want to open his eyes at first, fearing that any light might make the pain worse, but as he cracked his eyelids, he saw that illumination was …
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Chapter Twenty-Three: "Despite the rain pounding the windows and roof, the house suddenly felt full of life. Pulsing with hope. Kate awoke with a celebratory feeling, like it was Christmas morning. Both of her blonde labradors, Roxy and Echo, were sitting by the closed bedroom door, tails swishing on the hardwood. They too, seemed to be feeling the…
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Chapter Twenty-Two: "Before he slid he key into the lock, Denny could feel that something had changed. He’d only been gone for an hour. Two, max. But he could sense the shift. In the energy, the atmosphere. Slender copper key pinched between thumb and forefinger, inches from the deadbolt, plastic motel diamond keychain swinging under his palm like …
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Chapter Twenty-One: "Getting out isn’t always as simple as we would like it to be. There are plenty of reasons why the “perfect place” might suddenly change into the space you desperately want to escape. A sudden infestation of unsavory insects or rodents. New neighbors that either like to blast K-pop until dawn, or who cover their windows with tin…
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Chapter Nineteen: "Often, the problems in relationships are systemic, they fester and spread, infecting all decisions and forged memories. One wants children, while the other runs from the conversation. One wants to discover life living in the country, while the other can’t loosen their grip on city life. What about religion, politics? What happens…
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Chapter Twenty: "If you’ve been following this story, and clicked into this episode, you’ll notice how much shorter the duration is. Most chapters, with their intros, run around the half hour mark. But don’t let the truncated time fool you. A shorter chapter does not mean it is any less important. In fact, this little guy has a lot to say. This is …
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Chapter Eighteen: "Most of the time, when we lose items of value, we panic. We imagine scenarios where undesirables are flipping through the photos on our phones, or going on shopping sprees with out little plastic rectangles, but generally, we come out unscathed. If we re lucky, we find the phone or sets of keys between couch cushions. Under the d…
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Chapter Seventeen: "Without the safety of a group, we are, in essence, forced to contemplate our mortality alone. In doing so, we have to explore our own courage, our own strength. We date, we marry, we form friendships often so we don’t have to wait for dawn alone. So, what happens when your support system is taken away? What happens when you are …
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Chapter Sixteen: "“I tried just laying there with my eyes closed. Even counted sheep for awhile. Can you believe that? Just pictured them hopping over a white fence, but after awhile each one started looking sicker. Patches of wool missing, frail. Others had broken limbs or were missing them all together. They stopped jumping and watched me through…
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Chapter Fifteen: "What else can push a friendship to the breaking point? What else, beyond matters of sex and property, can snap that bond? How about, even unintentionally, putting your best friend in harm’s way? OR forcing them into a situation that shakes their core beliefs, makes them question everything they felt to be foundational to their exi…
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Chapter Thirteen: "...most of what we think is a haunting, is just frustration. Nine times out of ten, what we perceive as malicious supernatural intent, is simply a spirit who has gotten lost. They’re stuck in a liminal space, and they’re actions in our world, well, they’re just trying to get our attention..." Remember, there are two types of peop…
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Chapter Thirteen: "We search. As humans, it is in our nature to seek answers, to formulate explanations to our greatest mysteries. Moreover, we want to rationalize our fears. But what scares us most? Sure, there are the basics: fear of flying, fear of drowning, of spiders, snakes, and what might be hiding under the bed. We fear tight spaces and lar…
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Chapter Twelve: "What happens when old friends stir up the very thing you’ve been shying away from? Your safety net becomes the trap door. Your friends become not saviors, but accomplices. The solace you sought in your friends, is suddenly wiped away, and now, you’re going to have to face it, together. That is the operative word, right? Together. N…
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Chapter Eleven: "The ghost slid down the hallway, pulling energy and shadow along behind. With unshod feet, steps barely a whisper, the shape jittered and paused, first in one doorway then another, before continuing on. A twitch, then a jerk, as if confused about its purpose or direction, the ghost almost slipped into the master bedroom, but stoppe…
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Chapter Ten: "An obituary is like Hemingway’s iceberg. Only ten percent is visible on paper, just like what was visible to most of the people who knew you. They don’t know the full story, but, like the obituary, just the highlights. No one really knows what fills in those gaps. No one know what secrets were kept. Just like know one can ever really …
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Chapter Nine: "Getting to know the neighbors doesn’t seem to be the priority it once was. What if, we no longer rush out to make friends with the neighbors, not because of what we might find out from them, but because we are scared about what they already know about us." Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Ha…
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Chapter Eight: "How often do we see a man, trying to convince the woman that he feels something, that, yes, it might sound crazy, but he believes the house is haunted? What happens if you are that man? Do you try and convince others, namely your partner, and risk being perceived as unhinged, weak, vulnerable, or do you keep is all inside, locked up…
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Chapter Seven: "The decision to buy a car, or where to school your children, these can be taxing decisions for a couple, but to decide, together, that yes, our house is haunted, is an entirely new level of hard. And whichever direction you choose, together, will effect not only your place in this reality, but through the veil as well." Remember, th…
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Chapter Six: "Next time you find yourself alone in a basement, and your skin begins to crawl, your stomach sinks, and you want to run from what you can’t explain, ask yourself this: Are you running from immediate danger, or the possibility that everything you know about reality might come crashing down?" Remember, there are two types of people in t…
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Chapter Five: "Silence is scarce, and the homeowners feel like they are never alone. And someone wants them to come down to the basement." Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist @drscarelovepodcast https://drscarelove.com/the-ghost-modernist T…
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Chapter Four: "Tensions build and secrets are revealed. There are too many voices in the house, and not all of them are human." Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist @drscarelovepodcast https://drscarelove.com/the-ghost-modernist Theme music …
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Chapter Three: "An uninvited guest has invaded the Coleman's backyard, while the sensation of being watched grows." (NEW RECORDING) Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist @drscarelovepodcast https://drscarelove.com/the-ghost-modernist Theme mu…
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Chapter Two: "Flashback to the first tour of their home, and signs that might make the whole situation too good to be true." Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist @drscarelovepodcast https://drscarelove.com/the-ghost-modernist Theme music pro…
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Chapter One: "With new houseguests crowding her, Kate Coleman begins to see things in darker corners of her home. Things she can't understand or explain." (NEW RECORDING) Remember, there are two types of people in this world. The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you? Follow me for updates! @theghostmodernist @drscarelovepodcast https://drsca…
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