In the heart of the city stood an old, abandoned hospital. Its windows were shattered, and the once-white walls were now covered in graffiti. Rumors had it that the hospital was haunted by the spirits of patients who had died there under mysterious circumstances.
One stormy night, a group of curious teenagers decided to explore the hospital. As they entered the dark, eerie building, the door slammed shut behind them. The air was thick with the smell of decay, and the only sound was the distant dripping of water.
They wandered through the dimly lit corridors, their footsteps echoing. Suddenly, they heard faint whispers coming from one of the rooms. Peering inside, they saw a ghostly figure of a nurse, her eyes hollow and her uniform tattered. She beckoned them closer, but when they tried to speak, she vanished into thin air.
Terrified, they tried to leave, but found themselves lost in the labyrinth of hallways. The temperature dropped, and they felt cold, invisible hands brushing against them. It was as if the spirits were trying to communicate their suffering.
Finally, they stumbled upon an exit and fled into the night, never daring to return. The haunted hospital remained a dark, foreboding reminder of the tragedies that had occurred within its walls, and the restless spirits that still roamed its corridors.
