With the final spirits cleared of the house, our job in the old hospital was done. We felt satisfied knowing that our friend’s death had been avenged and no further deaths would happen on those cursed grounds. We could only hope that the demolition of the place would begin the healing in the town. So…
When we saw the ghost of the doctor fade into view in a corner of the room, we weren’t surprised. Though the laughter had died, we knew he still had to be here. But when the ghosts appeared in the doorway behind us, we were as surprised to see them as he was. Dozens of…
We took a breather after our incident with the three missing teenagers and headed around the corner to see what we could find. At the end of the hallway was a beautiful oak door carved in some form of runes. We knew it had to be Dr. Curry’s office, but had no clue what was…
In 1991, a group of teenagers entered the asylum during a period with no security at the hospital. Only one survived out of the six who entered. And though the media did report the incident, they never had the full story. Of the six kids who entered, three bodies were never recovered. The entire facility…
We rushed to see what was going on with our intern and she stopped cold and began speaking in an odd tone of voice. “Greetings gentlemen. How kind of you to come.” Her voice seemed strained, fighting to speak in a deeper octave than she usually does. But she stood up, haltingly, and moved towards…
It was eerie. All the noise that had accosted us every step up to now just stopped dead. And we were even more on edge, if that was even possible. The door opened on a long hallway with three doors that took a right turn. We really had no idea what was up here. All…
With our new tools in tow, we once again set up to storm the asylum attic. The extra padding we left at the bottom of the stairwell was still there, but soaked through with blood. We had seen the blood dripping through the door at the top of the stairs a couple of days before.…
After the ringing in our ears subsided a bit, we began discussing how to possibly stop the madness caused by the laughter and the screams. Our Techie came up with possibly using noise-canceling headphones to help us on the way up. I was dubious, but our savior Tinkerer agreed it would be good to try.…
Even knowing as little as we know about the mysterious top floor of the asylum, we had to get up there tonight… But we weren’t taking any chances. We encountered nothing on the way up to that attic stairwell, but knew it was a trap. One way in. One way out. It was time for…
We ran like scared rabbits the night before, but we’re all still alive to try again tonight. I keep telling myself that it was the plan that made us flee the asylum after catching a glimpse of what may have been Dr. Curry’s ghost, but I know better. We were terrified. And frankly, I think…
