Horror Nurses の小説・ストーリー

I woke up, shouting loudly. I really felt scared and afraid. I mean, the last thing I remember was being on the field. Whitney’s humiliation. And then the balcony. Next, I see this creepy looking nurse looking at me. “Remain calm, dear. We’re not some kidney napping organization. I mean, even if we were, I won’t tell you anyway. But that’s not the point.” she strangely said. I could tell she was one of those sassy and expressive people, that made you had a good laugh.

The nurses threw her onto a bed located at the deepest part of the ward and left. All the other patients gathered around Deborah, scaring her to no end. Upon seeing their distorted faces and glazed over eyes, she screamed, "Stop! Don't come near me!" However, no one listened to her. To the patients, she, who was covered in blood, was the most interesting subject in the ward at the moment. Some of them raised their hands to touch her face, while others pulled her hair. One even kicked her injured leg forcefully. She screamed until she felt her voice was completely gone, and she passed out.

"Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me? "Why did you stay alone in the house? With the evil blooming over you, Amara you thought you could stay at home? And you did not feel it important to consult me before you take your decision?" Alex blew a pique on Amara. For a few moments there was a pin drop silence on the other side making Amara more pensive in her present condition and after she felt like an age of waiting he finally replied. "I will be right back." And the next second the line went dead. A girl hardly around the age of ten dressed

All eyes turned towards the door, with confusion. “What’s happening??” the innocent-looking girl, asked curiously as she pulled her teddy bear tighter. “Claire come here.” Her mother said to her, and she did. She wrapped her hand around her daughter, fearfully. “What the hell is going on out there?” … The nurse ran through the lobby and headed for the exit. Occasionally, she would throw some equipment at Carl, to slow him down a bit, thereby increasing her chance of escape. Soon, she ran through the exit but not without pushing another nurse, off to the side with brute force, which sent her breaking through one of the glass exit doors and going limp in her pool of blood.

the Police Inspector asked the driver, who now desperately longed for a shot of vodka, or a stick of cigarette. The two nurses almost urinated on themselves due to the fear that had since overcome them. Never in their respective careers had either of them seen anything like this. The nurses tried to say something but the words simply got stuck in their throats. “I drove down here, went inside the hospital and called the people I met tin there…opening the rear door, she’d disappeared.” “That’s impossible,” the Police Inspector muttered. “Is she a ghost or what?” The driver could barely control himself as he implored the Police Inspector to go and see things for himself. Inspector Dazel Anari

He was going to kill me. "Shall we just stand here? Don't you mind moving?" His forehead was furrowed. I have to hold on to anything so I don’t fall down. Blood poured from the three men's heads. Death. I blinked, trying to fade away the horrible picture in my mind. "Yeah, woman..." I couldn't hear what he said. I'm going to fall. My knees did not have the strength to support me. Why don't I like to be a nurse? Seeing blood and people dying makes me sick. And just an instance. The blackness embraced me. I can feel my body hitting something hard, but it's not cold, it's warm.

She shoved at Scarlet, shoved the bed, and they hurtled out of the ward...wheels screaming like banshees. The corridor blurred into a long, humming throat of antiseptic and alarms, and Mira pushed with everything she had, breath ragged beneath the lie of her male nurse uniform. Scarlet was a ragged, half-unconscious thing on the gurney, her hair matted, her lips stained with the tang of fear; the wolf inside her trembled and whined and wanted to tear everything down.

Jessica and Brad were right behind her, vicious smiles on their faces. "Give us your blood! A newbie's blood is the sweetest!" the nurse shrieked. Damien didn't even turn around. He just shot them a bored glance. Just one look. The ferocious nurse let out a bloodcurdling scream as her body started to smoke. "No... impossible... Who are you... Aaaaargh!" Her body disintegrated, dissolving into a puff of acrid green smoke. Jessica and Brad turned pale with fright, collapsing to the floor and trembling.

A woman in a nurse's outfit suddenly ran past with a panicked, fearful expression as she held her neck, a knife sticking out of it. "H-HELP! PLEASE!" She begged, screaming for her life. She tripped and landed on the knife, driving it further into her neck and she gagged, spitting out some blood and then started to drown in her own blood. I slipped past her in horror and slipped down the hall in utter fear. There were dead guards and doctors laying on the floor, almost tripping me up as I ran.

The blade rose and fell. A female nurse screamed in terror. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the man’s face, made even more horrifying by the surgical lights. He seemed to feel nothing and asked casually, “Do you think I’m handsome?” The nurse collapsed to the ground, trembling, with cold sweat covering her forehead. As the man approached, she shut her eyes tightly in fear. A doctor rushed forward to stop him, but it was useless. When only two doctors remained, the tightly shut door suddenly opened.