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listeners. Imagine lying awake, unable to move, feeling something crawl beneath your skin.

How long could you stay silent? I knew it was only a matter of time before I had to

either stop breathing or scream.

Hi witches, I'm Blair Bathory. Welcome to the Something Scary podcast. Thanks for joining us as we descend into the darkness.

Somewhere at the edge of a marsh, the night waits like it knows your secrets. Heavy air

presses against your chest, and the quiet feels alive. Sometimes the things that come for you

are already within before you even notice.

In honor Black History Month, these stories come from African American folklore and early black literature,

where horror isn't always about monsters, but about what history leaves behind.

So... Want to hear something scary?

Conjure and consequence.

Somewhere at the edge of the marsh, fear grows patient, waiting from the moment it can enter your

body, like in this terrifying account based on the urban legend, the boo hag.

Malik had never spent much time with Aunt Lou. Her house crouched at the edge of the marsh, sagging and

gray. Its wooden boards warped by rain and age. The smell of wet earth and rot clung to the walls.

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