In the outskirts of the city stood an old hospital, abandoned for decades. Locals whispered that even though the hospital had shut down after a mysterious fire, the spirits of patients and staff never left. Strange cries and footsteps were often reported by passersby.
One stor 87my night, a group of friends decided to test their courage and entered the hospital. The corridors were damp, littered
with broken stretchers and rusted surgical tools. As they walked deeper inside, the air grew colder, and the sound of someone breathing heavily echoed around them.Suddenly, one friend saw a shadow move across the hallway. Another swore she heard the rattling of chains. When they reached the old ICU, the lights flickered on their own, revealing a nurse in a bloodstained uniform standing by the broken bed. Her hollow eyes glowed red, and her lips whispered, “Stay with us… forever.”
Terrified, the friends ran, but the sound of screaming patients followed them until they stumbled out of the hospital gates. None of them ever spoke of that night again, but each one carried scars—whispers in their ears at night and nightmares that never faded.
The hospital still stands, waiting for its next visitors.

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