At 2:13 a.m., he pushed open the door to the abandoned hospital and heard something move above him. The hallway was dead silent—until the lights flickered on, revealing fresh blood on the floor and a shadow crossing the far wall. Every step deeper into Ward 9 brought a new sound: a distant scream, a metal scrape, a breath behind his ear. Then the intercom crackled to life: “Do not enter the basement.” He turned. The doors were gone. Follow for more horror.
