{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Acast","provider_url":"https://acast.com","height":250,"width":700,"html":"<iframe src=\"https://embed.acast.com/$/6acc612cf38f25c0f0ee7e0f/6adcb9fd959e7ea69daea562?\" frameBorder=\"0\" width=\"700\" height=\"250\"></iframe>","title":"Mom's Voice Returned on Halloween 😨","thumbnail_width":200,"thumbnail_height":200,"thumbnail_url":"https://open-images.acast.com/shows/6acc612cf38f25c0f0ee7e0f/1792850378683-24884549-b79a-4f09-93cc-55aa7eb98094.jpeg?height=200","description":"<p>On Halloween night in 1971, I received a telephone call from someone who shouldn&#39;t have been able to call me.</p><p><br></p><p>My mother had passed away seven months earlier.</p><p><br></p><p>She had raised me alone, taught me to play the piano, and filled my childhood with a little lullaby I could recognize anywhere.</p><p><br></p><p>After losing her, I kept an old recording of her voice locked away in a cedar chest.</p><p><br></p><p>I could barely bring myself to listen to it.</p><p><br></p><p>That Halloween evening, I was home alone while my husband worked late.</p><p><br></p><p>Around seven thirty, the telephone rang.</p><p><br></p><p>I answered.</p><p><br></p><p>Nobody spoke.</p><p><br></p><p>Then, through the faint static, I heard something that made me stop breathing.</p><p><br></p><p>My mother&#39;s voice.</p><p><br></p><p>She said the same words she used to say when teaching me piano.</p><p><br></p><p>Then I heard six familiar notes.</p><p><br></p><p>Four going up.</p><p><br></p><p>Two coming down.</p><p><br></p><p>Her lullaby.</p><p><br></p><p>And the line went silent.</p><p><br></p><p>I rushed upstairs to check the old recording.</p><p><br></p><p>The tape was missing.</p><p><br></p><p>Later that evening, my husband called from work.</p><p><br></p><p>When I told him what happened, he suggested I was imagining things because I had been thinking about my mother.</p><p><br></p><p>But something about his call didn&#39;t sound right.</p><p><br></p><p>There was a strange noise in the background.</p><p><br></p><p>A sound I recognized.</p><p><br></p><p>And when I finally realized where it was coming from, I began questioning everything that had happened inside our house over the past several months.</p><p><br></p><p>Because the missing objects, the strange telephone call, and the things my husband had been telling our neighbors might not have been separate incidents.</p><p><br></p><p>Someone wanted me to believe I could no longer trust my own memory.</p><p><br></p><p>And Halloween night was only the beginning of what I was about to discover.</p><p><br></p><p>🎧 A chilling psychological horror story about a mysterious Halloween phone call, a mother&#39;s familiar voice, disturbing family secrets, and the frightening possibility that someone you trust knows far more than they&#39;re telling you.</p><p><br></p><p>Experience realistic scary stories, eerie mysteries, and atmospheric horror through calm, deep AI voice narration. Perfect for headphones, late-night listening, long drives, and scary stories for sleep.</p><p><br></p><p>Follow The Spooky Hunter for more realistic horror stories, Halloween mysteries, unsettling encounters, and psychological suspense that stays with you long after the story ends.</p><p><br></p><p>Narration features an AI-generated voice.</p>","author_name":"The Spooky Hunter"}