Osawatomie State Hospital Horror Stories Novels & Stories

“We were in Havermouth when the storm happened, and just like here, the NES arrived. Except they weren’t helping repair damage left by the storm. They blocked us off from Rideten and the other towns, pinning us against a flooded river we couldn’t cross, and they began to go through the population, picking people out, and holding them prisoner. At the same time, the water illness broke out, and the NES took over the hospital too and blocked family from seeing people who went there. Thousands died because the NES were studying the illness, and not treating it.” “Oh my god,” Ronnie pressed her hand to her mouth. “We have that here. The hospital is totally overrun with sick people, and they won’

It was in a remote suburb of Sapphire City. Its location was bad. It was cold in winter and hot in summer. What was worse, there were no good resources and medical workers. Not long ago, it was reported that the nursing workers abused patients there. Although being in the sanatorium would be freer for Harry than in prison, in Old Madam Atherton's opinion, there wouldn't be a big difference. "Mom! What are you talking about?" Harry panicked. No matter how sorry he felt for Tail, he was reluctant to be placed under house arrest.

"Why did no one tell me?" "Because he made us promise not to. Said you needed to heal without worrying about him." Mae grabbed my hand. "But I am telling you now. Because you are back. And he needs help we cannot give him." "Where is he really? Razor said Arizona but I do not believe that." "He is at a psychiatric facility. Voluntary admission. Seventy-two hour hold." Mae's eyes filled with tears. "He checked himself in four days ago. Said he was having thoughts. Dangerous thoughts. And he did not trust himself around us."

I can't wallow in pain, I need to see my parents as soon as possible. “Dan, we are going to the hospital, and please do not ask me any questions until we get there.” “O…oh okay,” Daniel managed to answer. We arrived at Pecan hospital an hour later. The hospital was the biggest I've seen so far, which was built solely for Werewolf patients who couldn't heal after they had an accident. Immediately I rushed over to the reception where I saw a young lady in a white gown. “Please, may I know where Mrs. Victoria Baker and Mr. Austin Baker are admitted?” I asked anxiously. The nurse quickly went through the book and directed us to a room.

The hot touch of his palm threatened to leave a mark on her wrist. Anathea wanted to pull away, but he gripped her tightly. She frowned. "Let go of me…" "Shh." He put a finger to his lips and drawled meaningfully as if in warning, "Don't attract them now." "Them"? Anathea felt a chill run up her spine, for she had heard that a hospital was one of the most haunted places, especially at late night or in the wee hours of the morning. She closed her eyes and did not try to pull away from Gregory again. Instead, she allowed him to lead her toward Adam's room.

“These are their relatives from out West somewhere.” “The Skoger Sisters” were a local legend that I’d assumed had grown more colorful over the years. I knew their names were Myrna and June, and that they both had said their last name was Skoger although it was an open secret that they weren’t really related. They had lived together on a farm right outside of the city limits since the twenties and had owned a few businesses in town. One of those was “The Moonlite,” a big drive-in movie theater that had been closed since Myrna and June both committed suicide in the sixties. The Skoger Sisters never went to church, were stingy with their money, and didn’t seem to give a damn about public opini

And actually, the weirdest thing was that only that hospital didn't have any cases. After Amelia got in the car, she asked Director Compton, "Have you noticed anything strange at your hospital lately?" Director Compton thought for a moment, "I guess there is. Ever since those foreign doctors came, the pharmacy's medicine has been used up really fast. And a nurse who worked the night shift went missing, but the supervisor said she asked for leave to go home. After she left the hospital, no one could reach her." "Some patients also said they heard some weird noises in the middle of the night, like monkeys calling, and they also said it sounded kind of like a human voice." Amelia nodded and s

“Since you’re already expelled, stop pretending to be good! It’s not like you haven’t sold your body before! Clean yourself up and earn quick money with us!” I sneered and spat at them. For that, I was hit in the back of my head so hard that I started bleeding. No cheap motel dared to take me in, and I could not afford to go to the hospital, so I could only drag my body to an abandoned factory in the suburbs. I was already being really cautious, yet Captain Zimmer still managed to follow me. Just as I was about to pass out, he showed up in front of me. “Is this your secret base? Do you insist on saying that you’re not the murderer, Mindy?”

According to Ed he can't believe he was arrested on those charges, he said, that Woody asked him to come over there, Woody pulled a gun, they struggled, whereupon the gun went off, but he walked away on his own, but he was fine. The hearing went from the rehabilitation center straight to the Azathoth court, under the custody hearing, he was no longer lucky, so, he went through several courtrooms, where each of the officers looked to see no marks, to be extremely difficult . When the bullet missed the skull, he was cold and calculating, he tried to engineer his own death, until he posted bail, he was allowed to leave the state in Lovecraft County, south of Hastur, towards the highway. south t

Anya's POV The hospital didn't smell anything like the Starlight Facility, which was the first thing I noticed when we finally got through the double doors. Starlight had always smelled like expensive ozone, fancy lavender candles, and really expensive lies that Ethan told everyone. This place was different. It was a high-security wing of Denver Health and it smelled like industrial-strength bleach and the sharp, metallic tang of actual reality. It was cold and bright and it didn't care about anyone's brand or image.