Haunted Hospitals Stories Novels & Stories

The couple died quickly, their bodies left to rot in the street. The hospitals were the worst. The medical professionals had abandoned their posts, fleeing to their own homes or simply giving up in the face of the overwhelming chaos. The patients were left to die—some in their beds, others wandering the halls, their faces blank with shock. Clara watched as a nurse tried to save a young child, her hands trembling, her face streaked with tears. The child died in her arms, and the nurse collapsed to the floor, her cries echoing through the empty building.

“Ding-dong! It’s medication time. All patients, please gather at the church on the first floor within ten minutes. Nurses will distribute the medication. Please be reminded that the blue pills are safe to take. The red pills are highly toxic. Those who take it by mistake will suffer intestinal rupture and die horribly, bleeding from inside!” The intercom broadcast came on again, and everyone in the ward reacted as though they had received a signal, rushing out of their rooms. I was pushed along by the crowd and could only follow them down to the church on the first floor. I cautiously observed everyone around me. Some were violently aggressive, attacking anyone in sight. Their limbs were sha

It had been a year since that day. The day that altered our lives forever. The day that took everything from me. Everytime I walk through the corridors of the hospital, the memories from that day haunt me. They haunt me at my place of work and they haunt me in my sleep. And yet, I find myself in front of the very hospital everyday at nine am. My eyes only look for that room on the sixth floor, the only room that has the bed against the window.

he told her with firm assurance. “This way,” Heath decided. “Carpark is that way,” Rhett gestured with the cigarette packet. “I know,” Heath said. “But I also know the water sickness is here, and the Van Helsings have taken over the hospital, from what Aislen said the girl said at the pub. So where is that? Where are they? We’re in the hospital, aren’t we?” “Good point,” Aislen ceded looking around. “Things are very normal and calm here. Not a black uniform or gun in sight. No screaming, no blood, no zombies.”

The fear was overwhelming, but I tried to keep my thoughts positive. As I walked into the hospital, the scent of antiseptic and sickness filled my nostrils. The bright lights overhead flickered and hummed, casting an eerie glow over the sterile, white-tiled floors. The hospital was bustling with activity, with doctors and nurses rushing back and forth, patients being wheeled in and out of rooms, and families anxiously waiting for updates on their loved ones.

Lily Parker always harbored an inexplicable fear of hospitals, with their stark white walls and the pungent smell of disinfectant. The people moving in and out always seemed pale and dazed, as if a white fog enveloped them, leading them astray, changing them forever.

I am Belinda and I have a fear in corpse. It was all started when I saw a dead person in in the hospital where my father worked as a doctor during my childhood. I do believe in ghost stories about the people who died in the hospital and how they wandered in the afterlife. I thought I would live a normal life as a child but I was wrong. I felt stupid and I recognized myself as a cursed child.

"Any fuçking hospital" he told the driver who immediately moved. * RICHARD'S PLACE, AN HOUR LATER* Richard was shaking with rage as he watched the news on tv. The psychiatric hospital with an underground section where human trafficking takes place. Cops are already surrounding the hospital, and there are about seven ambulances, carrying away the bodies of the shot guards. The helicopter field was shown on screen too, and he got madder when he didn't see the body of anybody from Terraverde.

she said. Although Melody has told me countless times that she is always scared whenever she goes to the hospital, she has never told me the reason why she is scared. I decided to ask her. "Melody, if I may ask, why are you scared of the hospital?" "I'm scared of hospitals because I feel the ghosts of patients that passed away in the hospital will be hovering around. Most times, I imagine that a ghost is standing close to me and looking at me with angry eyes," she said.

Maybe it would be a regular town, with regular people who fought and lived and loved and prospered and lost and made mistakes. Maybe it would be a town without shadows. Alex thought he could live in a town like that. Tuesday L auren hated hospitals, hated the way they smelled like sickness and pain no matter how much disinfectant they used. But nobody could make her leave Jake’s room, not even the doctors and nurses who told her repeatedly that visiting hours were over. She just looked at them and told them she wasn’t leaving, and they suddenly decided they needed to do something elsewhere.