Hello, my story is short but, despite that it left me with trauma for several years. . .
When I was doing my service, I was an assistant to the medical examiner of a hospital, I did not have any work experience, but I did not believe in paranormal things or anything like that, my shift was the night, and a colleague who had also done his service in the same place, told me that many strange things happened at night, but that I should not be scared, that I should just ignore it and continue. with my job. I was a bit skeptical so I didn't give it much thought.
One night the doctor asked me to go check the cold room, to confirm the number of bodies there were, I walked down the long hallway that led to that room, some lights were not working, so yes, it sounds cliché but it was a bit dark, It is a government hospital so you can imagine what things were like. I entered the room and began to count the bodies, but suddenly I saw out of the corner of my eye how one of them was covered with a blanket, he seemed to have turned his head, I turned around very quickly and my heart started beating hard, I walked towards the body and I uncovered it, and sure enough, his head was pointing towards where I was. .
. I felt a chill all over my body, but I tried to calm down and continue with my work, I covered my body again and continued what I was doing. Everything was silent, when I could clearly hear a heartbreaking male cry coming from that same room.
. . I didn't even have to turn around to imagine what had happened.
. . not a second passed when I ran out of there, I ran as hard as I could.
I was able to get to the room where the doctor was, I was pale and terrified, I couldn't even speak, to be honest I didn't want to tell the doctor anything, although in his silence, I could understand that he knew that something had happened, and that he didn't. It was the first time I saw that expression. .
. I just wanted dawn to get out of there and to be honest I didn't want to go back, but yes, I had to do it since it was necessary to be able to finish my service. .
. During the following months Many things happened again, but I'll leave that to you with another story. .
. #2 The old woman in the morgue. My name is Arturo, and I want to share my story with you.
I have been a forensic doctor for 10 years, I have worked in different morgues throughout my profession, so it is already a daily occurrence for me to see all types of corpses, and work with them in the early morning, which is when my shifts are generally. But when I went to work in that morgue, everything was different, I was working the night shift along with another colleague, one night we were working as usual, when late at night, the corpse of an elderly elderly woman arrived. state of decomposition, those in charge of lifting the bodies told us that she was a lonely old woman, that she had no family and that the neighbors were the ones who realized that she had died, due to the foul smell that came from her house.
We proceeded to do the autopsy and the legal procedures, when we finished we put her in the cold room, after that my partner and I took a break. We were talking, when for some reason, the atmosphere began to feel very heavy, he and I began to feel bad, as if distressed, and we both agreed on the same thing, that something was not right. .
. We were finishing our coffee, when Suddenly a door was heard open, the sound came from the cold rooms, the creaking of those doors was incomparable, he and I turned to see each other and remained silent for a few seconds. He asked me if that door was to the cold room, to which I answered yes, and we went to check.
We immediately went to see what had happened, and when we arrived, we saw that the only door that was open was the old woman's. He asked me with some concern if I had closed the door properly, to which I answered yes, that I had even put the padlock on it, there was no way it could open by itself. .
. I wanted to tell him no, but he was already very nervous, because he had only recently been working as a forensic doctor, the truth is I was also a little tense, because something similar had never happened to me in any morgue, and I did not believe in paranormal things, but being there everything was very different, I can't explain to them how heavy the atmosphere felt, and even more so with what had just happened, but I didn't want to scare my partner any more, so I told him not to worry, that surely that door was no longer useful because it was so old, Try not to give it too much importance and we continue working. I closed the door again where the old woman's body was and we left there.
As the hours passed he went to the bathroom, when suddenly I heard him shout my name, I ran to see what was happening, when I entered the bathroom he was looking towards the bathrooms with a look of terror that I had never seen before, I asked him what had happened? And he answered me: the old woman, just the old woman, pointing towards a bathroom. .
. I could hardly speak, I was like in a state of shock. I asked him who he was talking about, which old woman?
He said that the one who arrived that night, he saw her, while he was washing his hands he saw her in the reflection of the mirror, she was watching him from the door of that bathroom. . .
I didn't know what to think, the only thing I could do was What we did was try to calm him down, because he was getting emotional about what had happened a while ago, that old woman was already dead, we know that it is impossible for her to even move, but he kept looking towards that bathroom scared and he swore to me that he had killed her. seen, it was his same face, with one black eye, just as he had arrived. .
. I felt very bad because of how he looked, I told him to take that night off, not to worry, I was going to cover him while he rested. He was going to rest, maybe he needed that.
He agreed but before leaving he told me to please be very careful, that he was sure of what he saw. The truth is I was a little scared, because I could see the fear in their eyes, but I had to go back to work, because other bodies had arrived. Approximately an hour passed while I was doing another autopsy, when the lights began to flash, and within seconds the light went out completely.
I turned on the flashlight on my phone, and went to where the fuses were, but, as I turned down the hallway. . .
there it was. . .
the old woman was in the hallway sitting on one of the stretchers, she didn't move. , he was just there, staring at me, and he let out a laugh so sinister that it makes my skin crawl every time I remember it. .
. My only reaction was to turn around and run, and then the light came back, I stopped and turned back. Turn around, the old woman was no longer there.
. . it was as if she had never been there.
I didn't want to continue there, so I called the doctor, who owned that morgue, and told him what had happened to us and that I was going to leave the place. He arrived immediately, I was outside waiting for him, because I didn't want to continue inside alone. I wonder if I was okay?
And I said yes, but obviously he wasn't and I couldn't continue working, so we went in to check what was happening. We entered and went to where the old woman's body was, and there it was, Right where I had left it, as if nothing had happened, the doctor let me leave and he stayed in my place. The next day at night I arrived at the place and the doctor told me that things had also happened to him and that he could hear a woman's laughter coming from the room, so he personally went to the old woman's house to ask her neighbors.
If she had no family, someone who could claim her body, to be able to get her out of the morgue. . .
When she talked to people she found out what was happening, they told her that the old woman had no family, friends or anyone to visit her, no one. He wanted to get close to her, since she was a witch. .
. She was dedicated to black magic, and cries were always heard in her house at night and unpleasant smells, as well as smoke, came out of there almost every night; It was said that she tortured animals, and the children on the block said that the old woman was always spying on them while they played soccer in the street, that she even once tried to take a 5-year-old girl, but that her older brother saw her and pushed her away. the old woman and took her little sister.
“The girl's parents never did anything because of the fear they had of her, since it was known that thanks to her witchcraft, people who had messed with her had died. She was a very bad and dark person, just by passing in front of her. “At home you could feel that feeling of bad vibes and anguish, something that didn't feel good,” said the neighbor.
She also told me that it was best that we cremate the body, that no one was going to claim it, and that if they buried it in the common grave, she would return, because she had made a pact with the devil, by selling her soul to him, so that we had to cremate her before it was too late, and something very bad happened to us inside the morgue. So that same night the old woman was cremated, and we never experienced that feeling of fear, anguish, and bad energy in the morgue again. .
. I worked there for 5 more years and such an event never occurred again, but it is undoubtedly something that left a mark on me, that old woman made me realize the evil that can exist in people, even after death. .
. #3 The morgue at night. My name is Fátima, I have been a forensic doctor for some years, throughout my career I have experienced some situations in the morgue, because it is true that many things happen there, it is very common, since many victims die in a very tragic way and sudden, and I do believe that souls who die that way cannot rest in peace, so they stay here, hovering among us.
I know that being a doctor I shouldn't believe in those things, sticking more to science and what has an explanation, but there are many things that I have gone through in these places, which make me believe that if something exists outside of our understanding, and that have no explanation. This story is one of many I have to tell. I worked alone in that morgue on the night shift, there was only the security guard and me, around 2 in the morning the body of an 18-year-old girl arrived, she had been run over a few hours ago.
We filled out the log and the paramedics left, I proceeded to do the autopsy, and I don't want to go into detail but, she had severe injuries all over her body, I felt very bad for the girl. . .
After that I went to the guard security, to ask him if no one had yet arrived to claim the body, to which he replied that no, no one had called yet either. I took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and I heard in the distance that the guard was talking to someone, I hurried because I thought that a relative had already arrived to claim the girl's body, I dried my hands and went to the waiting room, but the guard was alone. .
. I asked him who had arrived? She told me that a girl came in and told her that she was lost and that if I could help her get home, she looked disoriented, but that she couldn't leave my job, she only explained to her where she could take a taxi to drop her off.
to the door of his house, and he left. I didn't give it any importance and I went back to work, everything was normal like any other day, I was preparing other bodies to deliver them to their families, when the body of the girl who had just arrived fell off the stretcher, without any explanation, I only heard the sound of the body hitting the floor. I was very scared to be honest, because there was no one or nothing that could have knocked her down, it was impossible for her to fall.
I went to ask the guard for help to get her back on the stretcher, since I couldn't do it alone, the guard agreed and when we entered the room, the guard saw the girl and was speechless. . .
He didn't say anything, but he could see the fear that was in his eyes. I asked him: what's wrong? He answered me with a very trembling voice, that that was the girl who came to ask for help, to take to his house a few moments ago.
. . I paralyzed, I didn't know what to say to him, only one thing came out of my mouth: are you sure?
He told me that yes, it was her and he was completely sure, he even had the same tattoo on his right arm, it was her. . .
Together we lifted her and put her on the stretcher, we left that room and we could only comment, that She was a lost soul, who still didn't know what had happened to her, and who just wanted to go home. . .
At that moment, more than fear, I felt a lot of sadness, since she was a very young girl who. . .
They took her life. . .
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. I'm Glenn, until next time. .
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