Haunted Hospital Story Novels & Stories

The following day, Henri received permission for a hospital visit. Camille had specifically asked for him. And surprisingly... For Jessica too. The journey felt endless. The hospital sat on the outskirts of the city. Grey. Quiet. Anonymous. The sort of place filled with stories nobody wanted. Jessica's hands wouldn't stop shaking. She hated hospitals. Always would. Too many memories lived inside them. Too many losses. Too much fear. Henri noticed. Of course he did. "You don't have to go in." Jessica looked at him. The old man smiled gently.

Except for a nurse's corner in the middle, there were neither lights nor windows in the corridors on both sides. At the end of the corridor, there existed the sole window. The whole hospital looked like a haunted house. The building was filled with the smell of disinfectant as well as a strange smell mixed in between. The nurse took us to the nurse's corner, took out a booklet, and asked, "Which one are you here to pay the renewal fees for?" "Renewal fees?" I was a little puzzled, "We're here to visit a patient." Hearing my words, the nurse suddenly looked up as if she had seen a ghost and asked, "Visit a patient?"

Come on! I suddenly became paranoid and had a severe anxiety attack. Thurstin's story when we were young that there were many ghosts in the hospital because of the number of deaths in that place every day came to my mind. Because Nicky was hurt when we were young, so he was often confined to the hospital. Of course, I was with him but because of that monkey Thurstin, I was admitted to the emergency room earlier than Nicky. I'm fainting from fear. Callaway Hospital is not an exemption. My brain counted how many people died in the room I was in now.

"How are you holding up?" The we've been trailed off into something unfinished, and Maya understood from its shape that the story had circulated. Of course it had. Hospitals were enclosed systems with their own internal weather patterns, and James's hospitalization and the subsequent events in the corridor outside room 304 had been witnessed by at least two orderlies and one other floor nurse. She had not thought about that at the time. She had been somewhat occupied.

AZALEA’S POV I blinked. This is not a movie or a showbiz right? And I’m going crazy right now? Because I remembered I was at the hospital hallway just now witnessing how a man successfully take down two patients but now I… I’m being cuddle like a baby in strong muscular arms, surrounded by thick sheets and halloween themed chandelier that sent spikes of fear to my heart. What the hell is going on? How I teleported from the hospital garden to this place was a bizarre and I don’t even remember the law of science that addressed something like this.

He rested his elbows on his knees, staring at the floor before lifting his gaze back to me. “There’s something in that hospital,” he said. I blinked. “Come again?” He nodded once, firm. I blinked again, slower this time. “What are you saying?” He went quiet. I watched his jaw tighten, watched the muscle jump there like he was clenching his teeth to hold something back. For several seconds, the room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. Then he sighed. Deep and heavy. “I’m saying that hospital is haunted, Doctor Hale,” he said.

Back at the hospital, I efficiently handled Mom's discharge paperwork. After gathering her few belongings, I helped her slowly walk out of the hospital. Standing at the entrance, I glanced back at the familiar yet alien building. This place had held my journey from a naive medical student to a department chief over a decade. It held years of sweat, ambition, and even love. But in the end, it had left only betrayal and scheming. If nothing else happened, this would be my last time stepping foot here. "Come on, Mom. Let's go home," I said softly.

Behind us, the cries of the Silverfang pack continued, and the sound of their wailing followed me all the way to the hospital. The journey to the hospital felt endless. Nobody spoke all through the ride. What was there to talk about? Laughed over the fact that Vivienne's life was in danger? By the time we arrived, the hospital corridors were already crowded with Nightshade warriors and medical staff. The smell of antiseptic hit me immediately. I hated visiting the hospital as it only ever brought bad news. The second we stepped inside, two nurses rushed past us carrying blood bags. My stomach dropped instantly. Blood.

My head hurt as I slowly opened my eyes. Where am I? I looked around my surroundings to recognise it and what I realized from the surroundings were that I was not in my room but a hospital’s ward. It was neat and clean according to the government hospitals as well as it was a private ward. I got goosebumps, waking me up in shock. Why am I waking in the hospital? Did something bad happen to me in the haunted house? Oh God… I was freaking out seeing tubes and wires plunged in my hand.

She wanted to go to the hospital for a medical check up, but she was afraid that she would receive more bad news. Eventually, Hailey went home. She was utterly exhausted and she fell asleep the instant she layed on the bed. By the time she woke up, it was already dusk. She took a shower and changed her clothes, which write stained with blood. Then she went downstairs to pour water for herself only to find out that tbe light in the study were on. The warm yellow light trickled down from the door gap, and she thought she was hallucinating. She had always been the only one in this mansion.