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ryleighflynnagin · 3 years

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The Hospital

You can hear the children laughing can’t you? You can always hear them. But God have mercy on your soul if you see them. With eyes black as the night they say. Course no one know for sure. For anyone who has ever seen them is said to never return. That was the rumor, anyway But there was one.

One night I had gotten a call about a disturbance in the old hospital. That place was locked up, but kids was always tryin to test their bravery on who could last the longest by themselves. This night was no different. I went down there expectin to see the usual teenagers, vandizin, and drinkin. Couldn’t blame them too much though. There was nothin in this town. Nothin worth stayin for.

There were two kinds of people in this town. The people that were born here, and the ones that got left.

I walked up to the front door and saw the chain had been cut. Yeah, it was those damn kids I had thought. I keep tryin to steer them away from here. Not because of the vandlism. No, I didn’t mind that. Kept me busy in this boring town. No, this was more for them. There was evil in this place. I could feel it.

As I pushed my way in through the front door of the hospital I shined my light. I could see the crude paintings and writing on the walls left by the local graffiti artists. Some were weird zigzag looking things. I think they was supposed to spelled out a name, but I was never too good at readin ‘em. Some were devotin their love to a high school crush. Some were just of...well...ya know, teenagers have a weird sense of humor with body parts. But there were a few black drawings on the wall that left chills down my spine. Satanic stuff. Like pentagram stuff, and upside down crosses. Yeah we got those kinda folks ‘round here too. They just don’t know what they’s getting themselves into messin with that kind of stuff. Though I don’t believe that’s what brought this evil to this place. No, this place has been haunted long ago. Before I was even born actually.

To tell you the truth no one even really remembers when it started. Just that one day this hospital was full of people, and then one day they just wasn’t. It was a hospital that had a pediatric wing all on it’s own. One of the first in the area of it’s kind. Having a place that helps just the youngins was kinda rare for it’s time in all. Then one day, it was as if everyone just suddenly left. No reason, just got up, stopped what they was doin and left. I couldn’t even find any reports on the place when it was abandoned.

I shined my flashlight all around lookin to see if anyone was around. I didn’t hear anyone, and I had called out to let them know police was here. No one answered. If there was any kids, they prolly done scurried off, or kept quiet. I didn’t want to be in there any longer. The place just gives me the willies. I went to turn back to the door, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw somethin scurry. I shined my light where I had seen it, but just some rustled papers floated to the floor. I told myself it was some kinda rodent.

And then I heard it.

That laugh. That twisted evil child laugh. A chill crawled it’s way down my spine like a spider. I needed to get out. I called out to any kids that might be playin some kinda trick on me that I’ll be leavin and they best be leavin too if they knew what was good for them.

I went for the door and noticed it was shut. I don’t remember shuttin the door when I came in. I pushed and pulled on it, and heard somethin clankin on the outside. It was the chains. Those damn kids. I don’t know how they had done it without me noticin, but they manage to lock me in here without me knowin’. Least that’s what I told myself.

I needed to find another way. I heard it again.

I start lookin all around flippin my light back and forth tryin to find another exit. I found a door to the left. I walked over to it findin that it only lead to the basement.

No sir. I’ve seen enough of them horror stories to know, you never go down to the basement, and you never go up the stairs further away from an exit. Stupid, who writes those dumb stories anyway. I mean if they think running to the attic is gonna give them a chance of getting away from the monster, then all they do is end up screamin for help out a winder….sorry. Got off track. Where was I?

Oh yeah...That horrible bone chillin laugh that echoed off those stone walls. To any unsuspecting person, it would just sound like a child playin. But this, somethin about it, just...I don’t know how to describe it. Just evil. Somethin truly...evil.

I saw a broken winder and decided that was my exit. I cut my hand pretty good on the way out and took out my hankercheif. I wrapped my hand as I start my walk back to my patrol car when I notice I was fenced in.

Now I’ve driven all ‘round the property. All three hundred and sixty degrees and not once never did I see a chain link fence in the back of the hospital. I look up to see if I can climb up, but there some barbed wire all across the top.

Damn it. I need to get out of here.

I run along the fence to see if there is an open gate, or atleast a hole large enough for me to fit through. Nothin. There is not even a gate to come in and out. My only way out is through that hospital. But how? The door was chained shut. I look back at the building and notice something else strange. There’s no door back into the hospital. There is no door, to a fenced in area, which also has no entrance or exit.

What is with this place? What did they keep out here? And how did they get it out here?

I shine my light on the ground. I noticed that there was patches of dead grass. Well...not really patches really. More like, lines. Lines of dead grass that criss-crossed to each other. I walked all around shinin my light and saw that they connected at five points in a circle. Oh my God. It hit me. I was standin on a giant fenced in pentagram.

I found what I thought was the winder I climbed out of, and crawled my way back in not caring about the broken glass. As I climbed in I heard that sound again. Only this time it sounded like it was right next to me. I shined my light in the direction I heard the sound, but there was nothin there. I heard it again behind me and wiped around, but again there was nothin there. I ran to the front door prayin for it to open. I pushed all my body weight into the door but it only pushed my back from it bein chanined together. I look for a broken winder to the front of the building but none of them seem broken. I took a chair from the recieption desk and tried to break a winder, but I’ll be damned it would not bust. No matter how hard I hit that winder. There had to be another way out.

That was when I saw it. Well I saw the reflection. But there was no doubt what it was. A little girl with pink ribbons in her hair wearin a hospital gown. Her eyes were black. I was fixed on her gaze. She smiled at first, but then she opened her mouth and this awful black stuff came pourin out of her mouth. I heard a scream that damn near made me go deaf. I wiped around with my light, but just as soon as I did, the screamin stopped and there was no little girl.

Some’a y’all might be wonderin why I never pulled my gun out. Well, there no point tryin kill whats already dead. I didn’t know exactly what was in that place, but I knew nothin live was in there other than me. And nothin good neither.

I tried bustin the winder again. Hell I did try shootin at the damn thing. Nothin would bust that glass. I tried bustin all the winders all the ones that would lead me out to my freedom. Nothin. The only way out was out the back. But how?

I headed back out to the fenced in area. I shined my light all around tryin ta figure out my options. I noticed somethin that hadn’t been there before. I don’t if it was just put there, or if it was there all along and I hadin’t noticed. But I found a shovel.

I know that seems pretty insignificant to some of y’all, but to me an idea started to form. If I couldn’t climb my way out, I was gonna have to dig my way out. So that’s what I done. I started diggin as fast as I could.

It didn’t need to be a big ol hole. I’m not your stereo typical cop. But I’m stronger than I look, haha.

Anyway, I musta disturbed somethin when I was bout half way through diggin, cause that’s when I heard somethin just a rumblin and creekin. The ground shook, and I heard slammin of shutters and doors in the hospital. I took a peek behind me to see what was goin on, but I instantly regretted it.

The walls were drippin’ with this black oily stuff, and there was this fiery red light emanatin’ from inside. I heard a voice in my head to keep diggin’ And that’s what I did. I kept diggin.

Once I thought the hole was big enough to crawl through I threw the shovel down and got down on my bellly and wriggled under the fence as quick as I could. Something grabbed me though. I couldn’t turn around to see what it was, but it was mad. Mad as a crazed bull I would say. I kept tryin ta pull me back but I fought. I fought tooth and nail for my life that night.

As I tell this story to you now, it’s pretty obvious that I got away. I don’t know what happened, or how, but whatever had ahold of me that night, just let go of me, just like that. I don’t what it was, nor did I care. I didn’t have the ability to look back, and even if I did, I don’t think I woulda wanted to. All I know is that once I crawled my way outta that darn hole I just ran. I ran faster than I ever thought possible.

Whatever was in that place was even more angry I got away, cause when I was runnin, I heard the most demonic and terrifyin’ scream I had ever heard. But I never looked back for fear it might have the chance to drag me back in.

I reached my patrol car and jumped in, slammed the door shut, and peeled outta there like I was one of them dukes of hazard boys.

I never told no one till now. Figured no one would believe me. But, now, I don’t care if ya believe me or not. As God as my witness, everything I’m tellin is the honest truth.

If you feel like visitin that place, it’s still there. I don’t recommend it though. You’ll have to find a way around the fifty foot tall fence I had built after that incident. Good luck, I’m sure if someone wanted in bad enough, they’ll find a way. They always do.

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