(RATTLING)
Do you hear that?
My co-worker and I just stared at each other in disbelief.
(GROWLING)
My heart was pounding.
Things like that aren't supposed to happen.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this shadow move.
Whatever it was followed me into the break room.
I felt paralysed because I was so scared.
This presence was standing at the edge of the bed
staring and waiting for me.
(SCREAMS)
It was literally like someone right behind me.
That terrified me.
Things were just getting worse.
I felt that if I held my breath, maybe it wouldn't hear me.
The presence did not want me in their space
and I needed to leave quickly.
I thought eventually they'll give up.
They'll leave me alone.
That's it! I've had it. Enough!
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
Fresh out of college, Colleen Costello lands a job
as a medical assistant in Ireland.
She is assigned to a recommissioned hospital complex.
It's a place her boyfriend's father has history with.
His father had been a patient there when he was younger.
He had tuberculosis.
A lot of his friends
who were also patients at the time passed away.
TB ravaged Ireland in the early 20th century consuming its victims
who coughed up blood and withered away
as they drowned from the inside out.
He was just very, very lucky to survive that.
A lot of patients there didn't make it.
By the 1950s, TB is eradicated
as a major threat and the local sanatorium is given a new life.
So I got a part-time job there and they said,
"We have a consultant orthodontist and she needs an assistant."
Hi. I'm Colleen.
Are you Dr...
Please, call me Siobhan.
I was only about 23 years old
and thought what a fantastic opportunity.
So this is it.
Our new orthodontics department.
The particular unit they wanted to use had been closed down
and hadn't been used since the tuberculosis times.
They had all the separate units
so that the patients wouldn't spread tuberculosis.
Should we take a look?
I was so excited about the job
and the opportunity to build this brand-new department.
But Colleen's excitement evaporates once she's inside.
When they showed me the building,
it was just so old and dark
and it was basically left pretty much as it was when they closed it.
The construction crew will work on the renovations after hours.
I just thought, oh, my gosh.
What have I got myself into?
Is there anybody else here?
No.
The building's completely abandoned.
The lighting was very yellow and old.
There were old hospital beds, wheelchairs...
It was...pretty creepy.
(MOANING)
Here is your temporary office.
You're all set up in there.
It was very desolate.
They basically just opened up one of,
what would have been an old patient room
and put an old office desk in there
and said, "This is where you're going to work from."
And where is your office?
Until the unit is up and running,
and patients are booked, I will remain off-site.
Oh, so I'll be alone?
It's only temporary.
The thought of being there,
not just in this creepy old building
but being isolated there by myself
until things were basically set up, that was scary for me.
Colleen tries to put the fact
that she is alone in the abandoned building out of her head.
They didn't want me to lock the front door
because there were constant deliveries.
As I started working there, I started hearing things.
(THUDDING)
(CLANKING)
Hello?
Who's there?
I hear this noise.
(THUDDING)
It got closer and closer and closer
until they basically came right up to outside my office door.
I looked down the hallway to see where the noise was coming from.
Hello?!
(DOOR CREAKS)
(CLANKING)
So then I thought, OK, I'm imagining things.
And then it happened again.
(THUDDING)
I'm the type of Irish woman that nothing really scares me
but let me tell you, what happened in this hospital really did.
It sounded like...
like things being moved,
like something was down the end of the hallway.
If this is a joke, it isn't funny!
I called my boyfriend at the time
because I started to get really nervous.
Hello, this is Dave.
Hey, Dave.
Is everything OK?
Everything is fine but...
I don't like the thought of you being alone
in that building by yourself.
Is there any way you can lock the door?
I've asked. They won't allow it.
It just doesn't seem right.
I couldn't agree more.
Anyway, I'm going to break for lunch and then get back to work.
OK, love. I'll see you tonight.
(COUGHING)
I used to have lunch in the same building
because it was too far away to go to the main building to have lunch.
(DISTANT SHOUTS)
(DISTANT MUFFLED VOICES)
I started hearing...
..noise coming through the vent which wasn't like a normal noise.
(MUFFLED VOICES)
It was weird. It was almost like...
whatever it was followed me into the break room.
(VOICES CONTINUE)
(SCREAMING)
I started hearing...
noise coming through the vent.
(MUFFLED VOICES)
They were mainly female voices.
Women talking.
They were loud.
(OVERLAPPING VOICES)
But it was almost like whatever it was followed me into the break room.
That terrified me.
It seems that what Colleen is experiencing as a residual haunting.
The echoes of a bygone age.
Footsteps walking through long, abandoned corridors,
voices chattering to one another when nobody else is in the building.
As the renovations continue, Colleen is moved to a proper office.
They started to renovate the building
and they made a brand-new office for me
and I thought, well, maybe it won't be so bad now.
But things were just getting worse.
(DOOR CREAKS)
I was walking across to the break room,
out of the corner of my eye, I saw this shadow move.
Way down the end of the hallway, I saw something run.
I just froze because I was like, what the heck was that?
My heart started pounding and I got so scared,
I knew it wasn't physically real.
I knew it was something paranormal.
Hiya.
Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.
Are you the new ortho assistant?
Yeah.
I'm working reception in the main building.
These letters are for your department.
Thank you for bringing these over.
Sorry, I just...
Lots of weird noises in the building kind of creeps me out.
Oh, yeah. I hear all sorts of stories.
"My phone rings all night long", he said, "from nurses that are scared
"because there are bells that go off in patients' rooms
"that aren't occupied any more."
The activity never seems to stop.
Activity?
What do you mean?
It's the old TB patients.
Or so they say.
So many of them died here, hundreds.
The poor souls.
There is energy left in this hospital
from people that passed away from the time that,
you know, tuberculosis which a lot of patients did pass away sadly.
Break's almost over.
I've got to get back to it but best of luck.
Thanks.
I wasn't really aware at the time of all the history in the hospital.
Talking to him then made me realise that I wasn't going crazy.
2 00:11:27.600 -- 00:11:31.680 align:middle line:90% position:50% The confirmation that the hospital is haunted does not deter Colleen
from working in the isolated building.
(TINKLING)
(WHIRRING)
In the beginning, I would go out and look
but then as time went on, when I kept going out to look
and there was nobody there, that's when I stopped going to look.
(WHISTLING)
Who are you?
There was a man just standing there.
He wasn't a delivery man because he didn't have anything with him.
I asked him to...
you know, why he was there and he didn't really have any explanations.
You need to leave.
Now!
After that, I asked to have the door locked
so I would be safe and nobody could just wander in.
And they agreed to do that.
But locking the unit door cannot protect Colleen
from what's already inside.
(PHONE RINGS)
Orthodontics, this is Colleen.
Hi, Colleen. It's Siobhan.
I need you to pull a binder from the storage room.
All right.
I'll go check.
Thanks, Colleen.
It was a negative energy down the end of the hallway,
in the storeroom
and I didn't want to go down there.
When you would go down the hallway,
it would be really hot in the building
but as you got to the very, very end,
the minute you stepped into that area, it would become ice cold.
(SHIVERY BREATHING)
Down the very end,
there was an area they were just using for storage.
That particular area was just an area I did not want to be in.
I had to get in and get out fast.
The minute you stepped into that area,
the hairs would stand up on the back of your neck.
I felt like I was being watched.
'Cause I always felt like there was literally somebody right behind me.
(SCREAMS)
Something was behind me.
I felt like somebody was chasing me.
(GROWLING)
(WHIMPERING)
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
Alone in the old hospital,
the effects on Colleen are starting to show.
I thought eventually, they'll give up.
They'll leave me alone.
(DISTANT VOICES)
But actually, it did the opposite.
The more I ignored it,
the more they wanted more attention.
(VOICES CONTINUE)
I'm hearing more voices, I'm hearing more noises, I'm seeing more things.
I actually brought in a clock radio
and I would turn the radio up really loud to try and block out the noise.
(MUSIC BLARES)
I could still hear the noise above the radio.
There was constant chatter.
The minute I came in in the morning, it would start up
and it would be there till I left work in the evening time.
(SMASHING)
That's it!
I've had it!
Enough!
The minute I said that...
..the poster flew...
(SCREAMS)
..on the floor with a bang.
Bang!
I jumped so high.
It scared me so much.
But I was like, that's it, I'm done.
I'm done.
I can't do it any more.
(PANTING)
I decided to ask for a transfer.
I really couldn't tell them why.
I didn't want them to think I was crazy.
After I got transferred to another position there
and left that particular area, another woman replaced me.
And I just heard afterwards that two other people had to work with her
because she didn't want to be there by herself.
(MOANING)
Because I was trying to block them out and ignore them
because I was scared,
they got noisier and louder
and tried to get more and more attention.
Often in life, our own imagination is our worst enemy.
And when you work in a big, old scary building and you're all alone,
thanks to a lifetime of horror movies and scary stories,
you are primed to think about ghosts.
The kicker is sometimes you aren't wrong.
(MOANING)
2 00:18:12.360 -- 00:18:15.280 align:middle line:75% position:50% (TRAFFIC HISSES)
In a big city hospital,
recent nursing graduate Amie Archibald-Farley
begins an overnight shift in the maternity ward.
I was a labour and delivery nurse at the time.
It was actually my love
and my passion to be in that area.
This hospital that I worked at,
it was actually one of the largest regional centres
where a lot of births occur.
I think that the reason I chose that area
was because I wanted to work with mums and babies
and there is always good stories but again with good stories,
there are bad stories as well.
In my job as a labour and delivery nurse, it is very stressful.
We are dealing with a patient that we have.
We are dealing with a baby
and we're also dealing with the complexities of families
so I would say that, on a scale of 1 to 10, our jobs are very stressful.
I'd say it is definitely a ten.
Hey.
Are you doing OK, Amie?
Yeah.
That last delivery was my first rough one.
Little guy almost didn't make it.
He's a trooper though.
Hey, how's his mum doing?
She is under observation.
We're gonna keep her there tonight.
Hopefully she does better.
Yeah.
Poor little guy.
I was actually relatively new to the facility.
One of the things that was always concerning
and always weighed heavily on my own mind was having to worry about
if I had a patient that might actually die in labour and delivery.
(KEYS CLICK)
So Mama is doing fine.
Dr Carson is with her now.
There had been previous maternal deaths of something called
an amniotic embolism
and essentially, this is when the patient
has a fluid shift in their amniotic fluid which causes an embolism.
We had three in a row before you start working here.
It all happened in room 144.
I remember nurses telling me how tragic and horrible it was
but also the sense of dread whenever they went into that room.
They actually stopped using that room for patient care.
They actually stopped having labouring patients in that room
because of some of these fears.
We don't put patients in there any more
but sometimes the staff use it for cat naps.
That's a great place to nap.
If you like nightmares.
Honestly, every nurse who has slept in there, something happens.
I think maybe this is what most people don't know about nurses.
Nurses do sleep on night shifts.
The nurses tend to actually write down
where your breaks are going to be.
Oh... I'm in 144 tonight.
I guess you already knew that.
Think of it like an initiation.
We've all had to do it.
Everyone has a set place if they need to be contacted
because if there's an emergency
or be easily found
because they know what room that they're going to be assigned to.
That particular night, I was assigned to sleep in room 144.
So you've both slept in room 144?
Didn't believe them.
I was like, it's a room.
These things don't really occur.
And we shouldn't be really scared
about going to sleep in a room so I wasn't too scared.
I have been in room 144 previously just to grab a supply or whatnot
but this was my first time actually sleeping in room 144.
I had those thoughts knowing that these events
of deaths occurred and actually,
it made it almost more fearful
because I don't think people think about
when you lie on a hospital bed, who might have died there.
When I first opened the door, I had all my supplies in hand
and I did have a little bit of apprehension.
And I remember saying, "I got this, it's just a room"
but I do remember feeling a lot of tension and tightness in my chest.
I remember looking at the time.
It was around 12.44 and I thought,
I'm just gonna lie down and go to sleep and everything should be fine.
The scariest piece for me was just knowing
that I was going to be there by myself.
I remember having my heart beating really, really fast.
It's fine, I don't need to be scared.
It's just... It's just a room.
I think that's when I started feeling other things
in the room at that time.
The room was actually very, very cold.
It's just that sense where you feel
the hairs on the back of your neck starting to stand up,
knowing that, even if you looked around very quickly,
maybe nothing was there
but the fear of looking over your shoulder was overwhelming.
I just remember having this sense,
as I was lying there on that bed that I wasn't alone.
I do remember closing my eyes for a minute just saying,
you know what, there's nothing here.
It's just...
All these tall tales just put out to scare me
and I remember laying there and breathing.
I could hear my own breath
and I think that was a part that started to scare me too.
I could hear my own heartbeat.
It almost felt like that's why
I knew there was another presence there.
The sound was deafening.
It was loud enough
that it couldn't have just been my own breathing
and that it felt like it was someone else there
breathing alongside of me.
Whatever this feeling or this presence was
was standing at the edge of the bed, staring and waiting.
I remember taking in a really deep breath
and I felt that if I held my breath that,
you know, maybe it wouldn't hear me.
I could feel that it was getting closer.
I could feel the presence as it approached my left hand side
started to lean in towards me.
I felt paralysed because I was so scared.
I did not want to find out
what would happen if I stayed one minute longer in that room...
..trapped with that entity or presence.
When I grabbed the door...
..the door was so heavy, I couldn't...
I felt that I had to use even more force to get it open.
(WHIMPERING)
I pulled the door open and got out of the room
because there were other nurses outside in the hallway
and they were shocked by the force with which I pulled the door.
I am never sleeping in that room ever again!
Come on.
I had a sense of relief but I was still very, very scared.
We'll get you some water, OK?
The nurses here interpret this room
as almost being cursed when, in reality,
what can happen is that when you have a lot of focused negativity
into a space, when you've got a lot of fear
and when you're living to that label,
then you can actually create a haunting within a room
based on the negative energy that's there.
I worked in the hospital for about two years after that
and I never went back to the room.
Since then, I never, ever slept on a patient bed ever again.
I'd rather sleep in the area where we eat,
the general kitchen than ever stay
and sleep in a patient bed ever again.
(CLANKING)
Who knows?
Maybe it was a spirit of a patient to was previously on that mattress,
in that room.
I don't know if they're still making new nurses
be initiated to sleep in room 144.
I hope it doesn't happen at all any more.
In a stately hospital that has seen its share of history,
Tricia Stagg is finishing up her shift
in one of its procedural rooms.
The hospital is a large hospital
and the original older portion of the hospital was built
in the 1930s.
Three down.
One to go.
I can't wait to be done with this.
The old part of the building, now it just houses various clinics
and outpatient procedure environments.
Any fun weekend plans?
Nope.
I'll just be here studying.
You know, the usual.
Trisha is working towards her Masters degree in nursing.
When her shifts are done,
she heads for the abandoned wing of the old hospital,
a quiet place to study after hours.
I had heard that the building was quite haunted
just because of its age
and the things that it has seen
in the time that it has been in operation.
I know the hospital had experienced many deaths over the years,
that it was the original hospital.
But I haven't experienced anything like that.
The building is such a large building
with lots of little nooks and crannies
and ways that you can get lost.
Boo!
Gotcha.
That is so not funny.
Lost again?
No.
Come on. We got work to do.
I'm set up over here.
Every Sunday, my friend and I would meet at the hospital
to work on our school project.
(RATTLING)
Do you hear that?
Hear what?
Shh.
(RATTLING CONTINUES)
We both looked at each other
and knew there would not be anyone else in that building
because you needed to scan your badge to get into that building.
There should not be anyone working there on the weekend.
(GROWLING)
My friend and I heard the cart every Sunday
for probably five or six Sundays.
And every time my friend and I went in the hall together
to see if we could possibly see someone
or see a cart this time
and every time, we did not see any person or any cart.
Come on.
Let's just go back to studying.
It's a new day, putting the strange experience behind her,
Tricia focuses on work in the procedural room.
At the end of a long procedure day,
my co-worker and I were working together
to clean the procedure room.
We stocked all the supplies that would be needed.
The kits for the procedures and the sterile water that we would use,
things like that.
(GROWLING)
(FIZZING AND CRACKLING)
Oh, my God.
What's happening?!
(SCREAMS)
What's happening?
I don't know.
(WHIMPERING)
My co-worker and I just could not believe our eyes.
It's not that the object was sitting on the edge of the shelf
and it maybe teetered off and fell to the floor.
It went probably three feet straight out from the shelf.
I was just confused and could not understand
what could have caused those bottles to projectile off the shelf.
I had heard that that room was haunted
but it just felt so crazy to be experiencing it myself.
How could those heavy objects be tossed across the room?
There's a really high chance that what's happening here
is that the entity itself is being territorial over the space.
It's being threatened by whatever Tricia is projecting herself
so it may turn around and move objects,
shift things around and try to scare her away.
Let's get out of here.
I couldn't explain what happened.
The recent events now have Tricia
approaching her workspace with added caution.
I did have to keep working in that same procedure room.
And I would try as much as I could to not be in that room alone.
My co-worker and I worked together quite often.
Because it was an advanced procedure room,
there were not many staff members trained to work there.
(GASPS)
It's just me. It's Jo.
Let's just focus on our jobs.
Agreed.
2 00:34:10.000 -- 00:34:11.920 align:middle line:90% position:50% (OMINOUS MUSIC)
Finally.
Great work today.
Thank you, you too.
You all done for the day?
Yeah. How about you?
Yeah.
I can't wait to get out of here.
We both worked together quickly to restock the room
and clean the room and then get out of there as soon as we could.
Oh, my God.
My co-worker and I just stared at each other in disbelief.
Things like that aren't supposed to happen.
No.
What is happening?
I don't... I can't...
I can't do this.
We had a handheld scanner
and its original intent would be to scan the patient's arm band
and then scan the drug
before administering the drug to the patient.
But we do not use that handheld scanner at all any more
so it was always just in the holster.
I can't do this, Trish. This is too much.
At that time, my co-worker revealed to me that she had been cleaning
that room alone in the past and heard someone whispering her name.
This is too much.
There is not any way that it could have been a prank.
I'm out of here.
There could not have been a person there
without us knowing that there was a person there.
(PANTING)
I was really shocked to see that.
I just can't understand
why the ghost or entity or whatever kept causing objects to move
while we were in the room.
I wasn't sure what the intent or purpose was.
With her work day done,
Tricia attempts to shift focus to her studies.
She heads to one of the offices in the unit.
(SIGHS)
Working late at night?
Oh...yes, I am.
You have a good night.
Thanks.
Various people would walk in
and out of the unit throughout the night,
whether that be the cleaning crew
or people from the pharmacy that were coming to restock supplies
so I started studying in a locked office just so I could be alone
and not be startled with people walking in and out of the unit.
It was a little unsettling being in the locked office by myself
in a closed building that was mostly empty.
I was in the office completely alone,
no one else was there with me.
(GASPS)
The keychain just stood out to the side for,
I don't know how many seconds
but it seemed like a long time as I stared at it.
(GASPS)
My office was in what used to be
the old part of the original hospital building.
So my thought was that some sort of ghost or entity was trying
to get my attention.
(HISSING)
I felt like there was someone in the room with me.
My first instinct was that I needed to exit the room.
(MUMBLING)
The presence did not want me in their space
and I needed to leave quickly.
But I felt paralysed with fear that I could not do that.
It was quite unusual for me to burst into tears.
I would not describe myself as an overly emotional person.
I don't cry a lot.
(SOBBING)
So I reached out to a friend
who works nights in another part of the hospital.
I texted them.
Luckily my friend was close by and came and unlocked the door.
Tricia. What's wrong?
There's something here.
You have to believe me.
My friend stated that they could feel the presence also.
I feel it too.
It doesn't want us here.
We need to leave.
My friend helped gather my belongings
and got me out of the room.
I did not ever feel comfortable being in the building alone again.
I would only go into the building for my scheduled shifts
in the daytime and leave when my shift was over.
It doesn't occur to Tricia that her safety may also be at risk
outside of the walls of the old hospital.
My friend and I would carpool to work
and we were walking up a ramp toward the building
when suddenly I felt a sharp tug on my left backpack strap.
Like a strong person had come
and just pulled really hard and made me stumble backwards.
(SCREAMS) Oh, my God.
Are you OK?
I thought that my friend had pulled my backpack strap
so I turned round to say, oh, my gosh, you pulled so hard.
You almost made me fall down.
Are you OK?
I don't know what happened.
Is there something in your bag?
My friend tried to rationalise
and look inside my backpack to see if there
was some heavy object that had maybe shifted
that cause me to be pulled backwards
but I knew it couldn't have been an object in my backpack.
What's wrong?
I know it was him.
It was who?
He pulled on my backpack.
Tricia, there's no one there.
You're scaring me. Trish...
The backpack pulling
and sending someone off balance definitely would suggest
that there is either a territorial spirit or a very...
very angry spirit.
You're OK. You're OK.
My heart was pounding and my friend
and I just stopped in our tracks to talk about what had just happened.
If there is an escalation of violence
or aggressive behaviour in the haunting,
that would suggest there's something there
that the spirit doesn't want you to see or find out
and is kind of doing what it can to keep you away from that location.
This really did scare me
because I couldn't believe that an entity was able
to physically come up and touch my backpack
and hold me backwards and almost cause me bodily harm.
We are not really certain why people see ghosts.
It really depends on the person.
If they were born with a psychic ability,
whether latent, showing up later in life or they've always had it.
Did these people grow up in home life where, oh, no,
psychic phenomena doesn't happen?
Or did they grow up in an environment
where it runs in the family and just is.
I have an aunt who is a medium.
She's always said that she thinks I'm sensitive
and that I can experience things but I've never believed her.
I'm still not sure that I believe her.
I feel like if anyone went to work in the building,
they would see some of the same things that I've seen.
After that incident with the ramp,
I was recruited to go work for another area of the hospital.
I wonder if I had stayed in the position,
what other experiences I would have had.
What I really feel is that it's this building.
This building is just super haunted.
I feel like if anyone went to work in the building,
they would have some of the same experiences that I've had.
(CACKLING)
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