The Old Methodist Hospital
In the middle of town, is a bastion, in my town it stands as the tallest building. This side of town. this building, the old methodist hospital. It was the first hospital of the area. It was once the symbol of modern medical capabilities. It was a place full of life. Now it isn't used. There are no patients, no newborns, no dying elderly, nothing... The outside still clean and capable except the windows. It doesn't stick out. Even at night when the ghostly glow of out refinery city coats the sky with a thin orange veil. The street lights never work there. This side of town is dying somewhat. the town is growing away from the place of its birth. This building so plain in its appearance. Four stories of red brick, white window sills, a covered entrance rusting from neglect. the windows have slowly turned green from years of rain and moisture. On the front of the building a single light still works. It not orange or blueish white like most street lights. Its hugs the building with a pale yellowish light, only shining onto the building front. The hospital was used as a psyche ward after the newer bigger hospital was built. Psyche patients were designated by their level of insanity. The floors were as follows. Floor one consists of manic depressives and people with other forms of unstable emotions these people weren't a danger to themselves. Floor two multiple personality disorders more advanced forms of manic depressive disorders. These people were somewhat a danger to them selves. Floor three these people were a combinations of the other two floors but are dangerous to themselves and somewhat to others. Floor four is the black hallway. The psychopaths. People so far down the rabbit hole that they are a danger to themselves and everyone else at all times.
It all started when One of the 4th floor occupants escaped. No one know how he escaped his room. He was strapped down when he was put to bed but when they found his empty room all his clasps were still neatly fastened as they were when the night nurse left. Once your in the elevator you can get to any floor. The night nurse say his room empty and realized something was wrong. She put the building into lock down. When the police arrived they found him and three others were dead. Blood was dripping off the walls and all of the other people were scared silent. Of the evaluations that were given more than 7 people out of the 10 people on that floor were found to be completely incapable of speech by physical means. It looked like they had screamed so hard that they ripped there vocal cords. Shortly after that the elevator, now behind a gate, would go up and down onto all the floors over and over at all hours of the night. A man was placed into the room of the killer. He would later complain about a man, named Billy, that doctors needed to remove from the room. The man later killed himself by somehow undoing his arm restraints and chocking himself to death. When one nurse was looking up record of the patient she say the name of the previous person in the room was William Alice. After this incident The ward was closed and the building abandoned. Only a one-forth of the hospital was used for the psych ward. Yet elevators on the other side of the hospital would go up and down over and over. Now the building is falling apart on the inside. They left a lot of the papers, and there is even food lying around is the old kitchen. No one knows exactly when they emptied the hospital. But they did it in a hurry.
One thing that is strange is that for all the food they left there are no bugs, no roaches, and no rodents. There is no rotten smell and no mildew. When wandering through the dark halls you feel like your in a normal hospital. But the truth is your not. A few deep breath will confirm it. There is no life in the air, the air is hallow and empty there inst even dust. I was on my way down this street to pick up my friend from work one night. As I was passing the hospital my car died. This inst so much supernatural as it is a shitty alternator. I was sitting, waiting for the gas to evaporate out of the engine, when i started readjusting my side view mirror to see myself i tilted it up and say a girl on the roof of the old hospital. She was frantically looking back and forth and then in a moment of calm she just stopped stares right at me in the mirror. Then, silently, she jumped over the side. I felt terror run through my spine. I though to look back but didn't dare too. All of the sudden my neck tightened and it felt like someone was sitting in the back of my car breathing down my neck. I sat there my soul twisting over what is in the back of my car. My eyes racing back and forth avoiding the rear view mirror knowing whatever it was was going to reach forward and grab me. I feel a rush of strength and i turn around to face the thing. so i throw my eyes around ready to scream and punch and push whatever it was away and get out of my car. when i turn there nothing
Chills again rush through me and i turn to look out my windshield. Nothing... on the far window away from me, in the corner of my vision, i see a hand print form. My car immediately fogs up. I rip off my belt buckle and climb out of the car. The air outside is 86 degrees, its night, and the humidity is very high. And as the cold air pours out of my vehicle a fog form out of the door. like when you immerse dry ice into water. i waited for it to pass and I look at the building. there are never any lights on inside the building. i stare for a second and i see a flash of light go across the roof. it was the roof access door opening. i jumped into my car said a prayer and drove off as fast as i could. Thinking to myself “fuck that place! FUCK IT! I AM GONE!” I run a stop sign and pull into the parking lot I sit there white face as a sheet. Ever since then i look at the building and i know shes standing there watching me. Waiting for my to look at her again so she can jump again. My friends know about this. Ive seen a few more ghosts other than that. One time i say a cat run across the road and i though i hit it. But when i looked back there wasn't anything there later that day i drove back by that road and i saw a cat skeleton laying there. I had my friend bury it and i never saw the cat again. I try my best to stay away from ghosts. But i know that every time i drive down that road by the old hospital i know shes there watching me. Always watching me.
Originally uploaded on /x/ on October 29, 2007
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