Osawatomie State Hospital Horror Stories Novels & Stories

I always have to spoil the fun. “That can wait. I have more pressing matters to deal with right now.” My dad narrowed his eyes and waited patiently as I said, “I need your help. It seems like I'm seeing things. The series of events began after I met with a patient in Our Lady of Piety's psychiatric hospital. He is a killer and a very scary one. The interview allowed me to determine the pathologies. In addition to schizophrenia, he suffers from neurotic episodes. But that is all. The strange thing is that he was speaking as if he was from another planet.”

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

Matthew had to investigate Oscar's gray industry, which took time. He drank medicine for two days in the Purple Garden, Byron finally came back with news, "Fuck it Maxwell, most of the hospitals in this Sin City are all fucking owned by Oscar, do you think that appraisal could have been tampered with by Oscar? He's been really uncharacteristically quiet lately." Matthew's hand squeezing his cup tightened and he subconsciously looked over at Leona. Did Oscar own most of the hospitals? Then the paternity test back in the day ...... His hands began to shake and he suddenly scooped Leona into his arms, holding her close.

“At least at the orphanage, I had lots to eat, I never went hungry, I never had people scheming against me, I never had people tell me I was crazy or try to send me to a mental hospital. And do you know the worst part about being sent to a mental hospital, it wasn't the fact that I was sent there, it's the fact that the Director of the hospital was a serial rapist who had gotten charges that mysteriously disappeared! You had intentionally sent me to that place while knowing all of these! Were you hoping that I would have gotten raped by him?!” The room fell into a stunned silence. I watched as their faces paled, especially my mother’s. Her eyes widened, her lips parting slightly as if she wa

He paused, though, and then lowered his voice, “but if you can keep it just between us, I’ll tell you, there is no animal. Nothing to worry about.” Caitlin paused, surprised. “What do you mean?” He paused, then finally continued. “She was hysterical. Screaming her head off—and screaming the craziest things. But the doctors gave her a full workup, and she was fine. No signs of any animal attack whatsoever. Not even a scratch. In fact, just between us, this morning they transferred her to a psych ward. She was really out-of-control. That’s where she is now. No visitors anyway, so you couldn’t see her even if you wanted to. Kids these days. It’s really sad. I’ll bet it was a bad drug trip.”

She swung the heaters his way immediately. “I’m feeling fine. Fasten your seatbelts. I’m going to start driving now.” With that, he started the engine and got ready to leave the place. At that moment, the lights on the facade signage containing the word ‘Psychiatric Hospital’’ flickered crazily. All of a sudden, the lights went out. Then, they could hear some distant screaming. After that, it was dead silence. Worried that she might be frightened, he took her hand and asked, “What’s the matter with this institution? Is that the other side of the Nordic Hills?”

“Oh, you do know what that is. But let me just refresh your memory. That place is one of the worst mental asylums in the world. Impossible to escape from. Patients there are mistreated daily—filthy conditions, electroshock therapy, and let’s not forget the torture. So much torture.” His voice dropped to a deadly whisper. “And there's sexual abuse too. Rape. And from what I've heard, it isn’t limited to the women there, so you’ll be sure to get a taste of everything you put Millie through.” Francis's arrogant grin was gone, his eyes widening with a flicker of genuine fear as Zeke’s words sank in. “And that,” Zeke continued, his voice hard, “is where you’re going to spend the rest of your life

He chuckled but that turned to a frown immediately. "No girl has ever refused me not to talk of hitting me... She's surely gonna pay for this" he stared at his red cheek in the mirror. "Definitely" he muttered. **** KELSO~WASHINGTON DC*** "Sis, are you just gonna be lying in there?" Jaime half yells as he enters Hailey's room. He's dressed in his uniform, he's a high school student. Hailey closed her eyes tightly, pretending as if she didn't hear him.

Keegan said through clenched teeth. “I’m sorry, Keegan, I really didn’t think much about it. A server was just telling me about her tables in passing a few weeks ago. They were a group of old-timers, vampires, passing through. I did a walk-by and checked on them. All seemed normal. You know how they are though, so dramatic and serious at the same time.” As Terry spoke, Keegan’s eyes finally returned to normal. He waved his hand, telling her to get to the point. Happy he was finding his balance again, she continued, “Nothing out of the ordinary, but they were telling one of the guys that was with them a story. Between both me and the server, we both thought they were just trying to freak out

"I will." They disappeared into the gas station, probably headed for a bus stop or taxi. I pulled back onto the highway and Aria was quiet beside me for a long moment. "This is really stupid," she said, finally. "Extremely," I agreed. She complained about not having backups but we still had to show up and livestream everything and how we were driving a tracked car directly to the people who wanted to kidnap us and rebuild our identities." Despite everything, I almost smiled. The facility appeared at 10:41 AM. Exactly where Victoria said it would be. In an old psychiatric hospital on a hill outside the city with brick buildings, iron gates, overgrown gardens that were probably beautiful once