Haunted Hospitals Stories Novels & Stories

Vance asked. The elder woman shakes her head, "Unfortunately, no one was brave enough. Just the mere sight of the hospital scares the people. So no one dared to even think about entering there. All of us think that there's some sort of killer that's lurking inside that hospital and so that establishment remained standing even after all these years. No one dared to demolish it for some reason." I felt goosebumps all over my body as I listened to the elder. I exchanged glances with Vance, as well as our group members who seemed spooked by the story.

“She once told Grandma,just after Dad was born,to be careful and keep him safe.” Now Beth was not just creeped out,but also morbidly intrigued. “Why would she do that?”she asked. Marcus shrugged.”Dad was born in this house during a storm,there was no time to get to the hospital and Grandma was alone.As Grandma told me,everyone just assumed it was the trauma of giving birth alone that made her hallucinate,but she was convinced it really happened.” “Did she say anything else?” “Yes,she did.She said the lady had stood in her bedroom,and before she told her to keep Dad safe,she told her that she was not alone.There was another presence in the house too,a lady waiting in the shadows.”

“I’ll arrange it.” I blinked. “That was a joke?” “Maybe.” Shaun murmured, “Progress.” I smiled despite myself, but it faded when the hospital came into view. The moment we stepped inside, the air changed. Hospitals had always made me uneasy—the white walls, the quiet footsteps, the smell of antiseptic pretending everything could be cleaned if people tried hard enough. We were led through a side entrance to avoid the early morning staff and curious visitors, and as we approached Paolo’s room, I saw two Bailey guards standing outside with Chief Rios’s men.

couldn’t see him. “Hopefully you will be able to see them when we get back.” Jayden frowned. “Huh?” I didn’t wait to explain because if I did, I would probably have to explain and I didn’t have time for creative storytelling... Not today. We rushed into the hospital ... me walking fast and the ghosts floating like they were on wheels ... and the moment the door slid open, chaos swallowed us. Nurses sprinting. Stretchers everywhere. Blood-splattered scrubs. Machines screaming. The scent of antiseptic, metal, tragedy.

Alice. ** Grey gazed at a white building surrounded by acacia trees. The hospital was enclosed by a two-meter-high wall, with a silver sign displaying its identity. As Grey entered, he noticed two ambulances parked in front of the hospital, and the front lobby was filled with advertisements and notice boards displaying the hospital's rules. As Grey proceeded further inside, a nurse immediately halted his steps. The nurse inquired about Grey's purpose for coming to the psychiatric hospital. Upon explaining his intentions, the nurse directed Grey to the hospital director, who also served as a doctor there.

Anything. *** I stepped into the dimly lit hospital room, the scent of disinfectant and sterile air enveloping me. The soft beeps of monitors and the gentle hum of life-support machines created a somber melody that echoed through my chest. Xavier lay motionless on the bed, surrounded by a tangle of wires and tubes that seemed to be holding him captive. The room was spacious, with a large window that overlooked the cityscape, but despite the luxurious accommodations, the atmosphere was heavy with the weight of illness.

She stammered. “Even if you don’t know us anymore, at least make sure that you’re fine before anything else. Your health is a priority." The doctor cuts in sharply. “Okay. Can I at least get water for now?” Hannah requested. “You have to wait till those guys leave before we can go inside the hospital.” “What guys?” “Some mafias invaded the hospital and started robbing and stealing people’s property.” I told her. “How am I supposed to believe that? Why would the attack be on the hospital?" Hannah queried me.

I admitted, the wave of emotions crashing down on me, soon we were driving into a very big hospital, I turned my questioning gaze to Big Drive, wondering why they brought them here instead of their hospital. “We have hospitals scattered across the country in case of this kind of situation, The D.M. hospital is an abbreviation for the Demon Mafia hospital, this is the safest we can bring him and we have experienced doctors here.” He explained while parking the car, I wasted no time in alighting before bolting out of the door like a mad woman. “Where the hell is my husband?” I screamed, everyone looked at me, and fear seeped into their heart, a man stepped forward with his salt and pepper hair

I fished out my phone from my pant pocket and searched for all the hospitals. I stopped scrolling. Wait a minute. The hospital room and the corridor looked oddly familiar. It was like I had seen them before. Actually a lot of times. And even if the town was a little backward in development, how come the ladies wore such bland gowns as an outfit? The outfit did not look like someone would wear it in the twenty-first century. I scratched my head. It did not make sense at all. Where had I seen that place? An idea struck my head and opened the search engine. I typed in ‘Hospital under fire cases in Wilfair’. The search showed me articles and blogs. I clicked on one of the articles. The phone fel

He was being checkpoint by the nurses on some intervals. Later in the night, the hospital was dark because there was no electricity. This is going to be the worst night of my life, Richard thought. He could hear the sounds of mosquitoes going around the hospital in the dark. If there was any he hated most in his life, it would be the sounds of mosquitoes. He felt as if he was buried in a grave.