S15 Ep8: S15E08 - "To Sit On the Throne" - Horror Hill

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Horror Hill — A Horror Fiction Anthology and Scary Stories Series Podcast 48 min 5 speakers 6 chapters transcribed 1 month ago
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Mark Chapman 0:00
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John Scott 0:30
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Chilling Tales for Dark Nights.
Eric Peabody 1:06
The following program is a production of Chilling Entertainment and the creative team at Chilling Tales for Dark Nights and a proud member of the Simply Scary Podcast Network. Visit simplyscarypodcast.com to learn more about this and our other weekly storytelling programs and become a patron today to show your support and get instant access to our extensive archive of downloadable tales of terror. Thank you for listening and enjoy the show.
Eric Peabody 2:12
Disclaimer. Horror Hill is a horror anthology podcast bringing you scary stories from all corners of the internet and beyond. As such, certain stories include content that some listeners might find offensive. Listener discretion is advised. Greetings, friends, and welcome back to Horror Hill. As always, I'm the voice whispering into your ear, Eric Peabody. Tonight's episode features a story by one of my favorite regular authors on the show, J.R. Hamantaschen. The story is titled, 7099 Brecksville Road, Independence, Ohio. Those of you familiar with JR's work know that he's a master of dredging through the psychological sewer of the human mind. But tonight's story is a bit different. Sometimes, JR cuts loose a bit and delivers a story that's direct and truly blood-soaked.
Eric Peabody 3:14
I'm not spoiling anything here when I say that this is a creature feature of the highest order. So, without further hemming and hawing, let's settle in for something both vicious and viscous. If you're watching on YouTube or Rumble, do us a favor and drop a like and subscribe.

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Eric Peabody 3:56
Become part of our dark circle, listeners. And now, from author J.R. Hamantaschen, I give you 7099 Brecksville Road, Independence, Ohio. There were three toilet stalls in the men's room at the Sunoco gas station at 7099 Brecksville Road in Independence, Ohio. One of them was occupied. If you were, say, washing your hands and looking at the stalls for whatever reason, a mistaken glance perhaps, you'd see, in the space below the door, a man's feet, his black work boots and dark blue Wrangler jeans. This was one of those bathrooms that had a distressing amount of clearance room between the stall doors and the floor. The man's feet flexed a bit, not staying stationary, but not in any unusual way, just in the usual fashion of a man using the toilet, shifting in the usual way a man does as he distributes his weight.
Eric Peabody 5:05
The stall had been occupied all day. Men came in, most used the urinals, less fortunate travelers whose activities required the use of a toilet obviously selected one of the two unoccupied stalls. If any of those less fortunate travelers accidentally opened the door on the stall occupied by the man with the black work boots and dark blue Wrangler jeans, they'd see that the disguise ended at his waist. From there emerged a man-sized praying mantis of vivid turquoise. Each armored eye extended several inches in front of its face, connected by stalks. Each eye came protected by its creator with three cruel-looking scorpion tails that shook with anticipation. The mantis' oversized claws were angular spiders whose legs ended in sharpened shoots.
Eric Peabody 5:59
If the claws got to eat, their wastes would excrete through the legs and drip out the shoots. No one accidentally opened the door, despite the door always being left unlocked just for such an occasion. No one would see what lay inside. A pity. Someday, someone would walk in on one of Ormund's creations. The Mantis creation was his personal favorite, and it hadn't had any action for years. He'd been proud of that one, and he placed it in the stalls of truck stops and gas stations that had inspiring names.

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