Osawatomie State Hospital Horror Stories Novels & Stories

“A lunatic doesn’t want to be locked up; what, do you want to go to the madhouse?” Her eyes red, Eulalia glared with hatred. Percival’s harsh words always turned into harsh actions. “Have you heard? The asylum up north is quite nice. Do you want to stay there for a while?” The asylums in Windwatch were notorious, some for the violent patients often locked in lightless cells, their screams echoing through the nights. As a child, Sawyer had threatened her with the asylum, and that fear was etched into her bones. Now, with Percival’s mention, all her hidden fears resurfaced.

She was last seen hitching along Bassler Road, toward the interstate. Will I read a story about her next? Or maybe a twisted tale about how my next door neighbor—a gentle, seventy year-old retired nurse named Maude—is really a dedicated Satan-worshiper who dines on the flesh of cooked babies and also likes to have orgies with the town librarian and the Ladies Auxiliary. The idea is insane. Ludicrous. Far-fetched. So why can’t I get it out of my head? “This story,” I say, rubbing my eyes with the heel of my palm, “this is when things started getting weird.”

That makes Owen a nice chunk of change on the side. Walking towards his work shop out behind the motel, he passes the newest guests that checked in last night. Three teenage boys and two girls. They are making a documentary of locations across the country that had been the scene of a grizzly crime. They were telling him that they had already filmed nearly one hundred places, the most famous being the Lizzie Borden house, the Amityville Horror House, Ed Gein's house, Jeffery Dahmer's house, and the Vallisca Ax Murder House. They told him they were on there way to California to see the Manson Mansion. Owen feigned interest before politely slipping away before they could ask him to 'say a few w

Peggy asked with a confused expression. “I think she’s a good person but doesn’t know how to behave or talk. I can beat she is a spoiled brat.” “Ha ha ha… True.” In a local psychiatric hospital in the United States, at Ohia to be precise, was where Doris had registered his wife Bethel. No one would guess and the security there is tight as they have no records of missing patients. The rumors about the place are well known among the people around. They say the only escape is death. They only free dead patients.

"I had someone clean out the small attic room. That's where you'll be staying now." I glanced up at the dark room above. A musty odor wafted down—it used to be where they stored hunted game. It was fine. At least I had somewhere to sleep. At the rehabilitation center, eight of us were crammed into one airless cage. During hot weather, I'd often wake in the middle of the night drenched in sweat, feeling like a boulder was crushing my chest, making it impossible to breathe. But even that wasn't the worst of it. The most terrifying part was that one of the handlers was a pedophile. Not long after I arrived, one night while I was half-asleep, I felt someone touching me.

He quickly stopped writing, turned slowly toward the CCTV monitor on the corner of his desk. The screen showed angles of the hospital lobby and the hallway leading up to his room. He saw the five angry-looking brutes from the monitor he knew instantly that they were looking for him. Doctor Owens’ stomach dropped so fast he almost folded over the desk. “werewolves?” Not so sure, he asked while looking into the monitor. He saw them taking the hallway leading up to his office. “No, no, no. These men are definitely werewolves.” He needed no one to tell him that those men were there for obvious reasons — Annie's IVF.

We were sold out by those closest to us. I met one of the Omegas here, Marita. We met when they were let out us for the first time. We were naked, tied up like animals, and walked hand in hand like prisoners. Marita was sold by her junkie boyfriend, I was given a lot of sleeping pills by Madam Rose while Marita had a lot of narcotics injected into her body at the time. She was always high after sleeping with the customer and within a month, I can see Marita turned into a zombie. I wasn't doing so well myself, all the sleeping pills they injected made my body not function properly. My appetite had decreased and I often lost consciousness. Those suffocating days, I don't want to repeat them ag

“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

He stretched his hands and took mine. He was about to speak when I stopped him. “I- I- I just want to be left alone please. So let’s continue the ride.” I said quietly, removing my hand from his hold and facing the window. Max stared at me for a while and then began to drive. I ignored him, lost in my mystery. Finally, Max pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car. I stared at the building where he had stopped. The signpost of the hospital read, Grey’s Institutional Mental Facility. I stared wide eyed. Max had brought me to a mental facility. What did that mean? What’s wrong with Mum? I began to panic and stepped out of the car before Max.

Yes, that man dressed as a sanitation worker, Freddy Sloan, was someone with a mental disorder. He had a psychotic episode at the police station, so he was immediately transferred to a psychiatric hospital. Summer's car arrived at the facility. Inside, the hallways were filled with patients. Some were thrashing around in a frenzy, some were sitting down staring blankly into space, and some others were mumbling nonsense with vacant looks in their eyes. In short, as Summer followed the nurse deeper inside, all she saw were some disturbing scenes.