I got a job at an assisted living facility in a real small town.
I specifically heard rumours about Room 221.
My parents sent me to a psychiatric hospital.
That was scary.
I was responsible for transferring this one baby
to the paediatric hospital across the street.
The hospital was connected by an underground tunnel
where things go that we don't want people to see.
It's a different world.
Sarah had a message board to communicate.
She wanted that dinner tray for her father.
You know your dad's not here?
I knew he had passed but she was insistent.
(GROWLS)
I would see faces in the window.
(SCREAMS)
And that's when I started to panic.
I heard people screaming. (GROWLS)
There was nobody else in the room. I'm the only one there.
She was telling the truth.
I don't have words for that kind of fear.
(SCREAMS)
I was so terrified.
(THEME MUSIC)
In a quiet corner of Ohio,
in a rural county speckled with small towns,
nursing student Julie Beadnell
sets her sights on a career in healthcare.
I was a state tested nurse's aide.
I got a job at an assisted living facility
in a real small town.
Good evening, Linda. How are you?
Hi, dear. I'm fine, thank you.
Everyone knew everyone.
Here you go.
Enjoy your dinner and let me know if you need anything.
OK, thank you so much.
It was pretty quiet generally on nights.
We would get them ready for bed, wash them up,
check on them throughout the night.
Before I started working there, I had heard several rumours
about the facility
and different creepy, weird things that had happened.
I specifically heard rumours about one specific room,
Room 221.
I just heard that people would feel things,
they would see things, they would sense things.
Strange coincidences maybe happened in that room.
Hello?
Sarah?
I have your dinner.
(CLATTERS)
Hi, Sarah. How are you?
This patient was very unique.
She came to our facility with every bone in her body broken.
She couldn't speak.
Dinner.
Time.
Sarah had a message board to communicate,
and she would hit each letter and spell out a word.
Yes, that is dinner time. Are you hungry?
She is absolutely trapped in her own body.
She has to have assistance to even move more than her hands.
Father.
Dinner.
Dinner for your father?
She would always ask for an extra dinner tray of food.
She wanted that dinner tray for her father.
Sarah, you know your dad's not here.
I knew he had passed but she was insistent.
I don't know why, I just felt I believed her.
(GROWLS)
OK, Sarah.
One extra dinner coming right up.
I would just bring a tray and set it next to her
just to kind of make her happy, I guess.
Is that OK?
And people thought that was strange of me
that I was believing her to some degree.
It isn't long before Julie has another strange experience
with Sarah.
Good night, Linda. Good night.
We had everybody in bed, lights were turned down,
things were getting quiet, ending wrapping up the day.
(BEEPING)
Sarah turns on her call light.
(STRUGGLING) What is it, Sarah? What's wrong?
She didn't have her communication board on her.
I get her board for her.
L-I-N-D-A.
Don't worry, Linda's OK.
She said go to check on Linda.
I said, "Linda's fine, she's in bed,"
and she insisted, insisted, and was getting upset.
Everything is OK. Linda's fine.
They would sit together every night.
Sarah couldn't communicate with her
but Linda was a little chatterbox and she would just talk.
They became friends.
Out window.
I...Out window.
Linda out window?
She said that Linda was going out the window.
And I said, "Sarah, Linda can't go out the window.
"She can't walk on her own.
"There's no way she's going out the window."
Everything's OK. Linda's fine.
OK, OK. I'll look in on Linda.
I walked down to Linda's room.
Linda?
And sure enough, Linda is sitting in her wheelchair
in front of the window.
Who put you into your chair?
Nobody put her in that wheelchair.
Linda was gone. She passed.
(LOW GROWL)
the fact that she was saying that Linda was going out the window,
it made me think more into everything else
that Sarah had been saying.
Julie soon learns this is only the beginning
of Sarah's odd behaviour and uncanny predictions.
So a couple weeks later, we get a new resident, Martha.
We'll take great care of your mother.
Here's her room.
She needed assistance but she was able to walk,
she was fairly independent.
Her daughter was with her.
Her daughter had cared for her prior to coming to the facility.
Her daughter had came out of her room, clearly upset.
Is everything alright?
What can I do for you?
It's my mum. She's singing.
She hasn't done that in almost 20 years.
She said, "My mum hasn't sang for 20 years.
"I think something is gonna happen with my mum."
Don't worry, your mum will be fine here.
She's singing, that has to be a good sign.
I walked her out to the parking lot, said goodbye, and came back in.
Sarah, what are you doing here?
Sarah was sitting outside in the hallway,
right outside of Martha's room.
And suddenly starts getting upset again out of nowhere.
Sarah, calm down! What's wrong?
She is knocking stuff over.
She wants to tell me something.
Yeah, Martha.
Martha's the new resident. How do you know her?
I don't know how she knew Martha's name
because she had never met her before.
She just started using her hand very quickly.
Leaving.
Saying "Martha's leaving,
"Martha's leaving, Martha's leaving."
No.
Martha is resting in her room.
She is fine. (GRUNTS)
OK.
I'll make sure she's alright.
So I said, "Sarah, I'll go check on her, I'll go check on Martha."
Oh my goodness. Martha, Martha, can you hear me?
So I went into the room and Martha had passed
in that short five minute period of time.
Martha was gone.
This is the second time this has happened.
There was no way Sarah knew what had happened with Martha.
She didn't see in the room, she couldn't wheel herself
to see in the room.
I think she could see things that we can't see.
Sarah suffered a severe accident
where she more than likely suffered severe brain trauma.
There have been reports of people having suffered head trauma
or had some kind of abnormality in the brain,
often in the temporal lobe near the pineal gland
which is the seat of spiritual wisdom.
The Hindus believe that this was the third eye chakra
which governs spiritual awareness.
It is said that any stimulation to this area
is kind of like opening a third eye,
opening that higher perception and mystical experiences.
Now twice, I had seen it with my own eyes,
and she was right about Linda going out the window
and about Martha leaving.
2 00:11:21.920 -- 00:11:24.480 align:middle line:90% position:50% After so many unexplained occurrences,
Julie finally decides to confide in a colleague.
I don't know what's up with Room 221.
I've had some pretty creepy experiences there.
It was slow, no call lights were going off.
We had been talking about the rumours in Room 221.
Maybe you should get that new ghost app for your phone.
Ghost app? Is this a real thing?
Yeah, look.
We had heard about this app that you could download on your phone.
It would help identify a ghost, or if a ghost was in your area.
So we thought, "OK, let's give it a try."
I'm not getting any readings.
Forget it, it's probably just a scam.
We thought it was silly.
We didn't really think much of it.
Speak of the devil.
Can you go with me? Scaredy cat.
So, we go into the room.
Sarah, you called?
(GROWLS)
(BEEPING)
The phone's going crazy.
It's lighting up in our pocket. It scared us.
Julie. Julie. Julie!
We both left the room in a hurry.
Sorry I suggested we do this.
We both immediately turned off our phones, shut down the app,
and then deleted it after that.
We never messed with the app again.
After these disturbing experiences, things quiet down,
but Julie's most terrifying encounter is yet to come.
So this is some time later.
I'm going down the hallway and I see what I think
is another one of the nurses going in Sarah's room.
I'll be right there to help.
Once we were finished with our own duties,
we would step in and help the other person.
I've seen somebody go from one side of the room to the bathroom.
I just assumed it was my partner that night.
Hi, I came to give you a hand.
I'm tidying up the room, getting ready for morning.
(GROWLS)
There's nobody else in the room. I'm the only one there.
(PANTING)
Hello?
So after I realised that there was nobody in the bathroom,
I then proceeded to check on Sarah.
She had a photo of her with her father,
and when I looked at the photo,
I had this feeling that I had seen him before.
(GROWLS)
There was no doubt to me she was telling the truth.
Her father was in that room and that's who I had seen.
So, the story doesn't end there.
After a couple years of working at the facility,
I had finished up school,
I had taken a job at the local hospital,
and it was time for me to move on.
I was in my house watering some plants.
And I get this overwhelming smell of carnations.
The carnations were so overwhelming, it reminded me of a funeral home.
When I was young, my grandma had told me if I had ever smelled
a real strong smell of carnations
that I needed to be aware of my surroundings.
Something was gonna happen.
So I thought I should probably go check my phone.
And I had a voicemail saying that Sarah had passed.
I'm so sorry, I know how close you were to her.
I feel like that carnation,
I don't know if it was the connection with Sarah,
I'm not sure what it was, her way of telling me goodbye?
I don't know.
It's almost like kind of comforting to know in a weird way.
It's like she was my friend again.
It's definitely made me aware
and believe people's stories a lot more.
Even today at my job, when people say something that's unbelievable,
I listen. I want to hear it out.
I listen to them.
My story takes place around 1987 when I was a teenager.
My family was going through the loss of their farm,
so there was a lot of stress within the family,
a lot of turmoil, and that stress
bred a lot of anxiety amongst my family and myself.
My parents were very confused by my behaviour.
I really did not know how to be happy.
After my parents could not figure out what else to do with me,
they sent me to a regional psychiatric hospital.
(SCREAMS)
Another lost soul, huh?
It felt like I was going to jail.
And I was never gonna come out.
That was scary.
That was a new kind of scary.
Welcome, Ann.
We want you to feel at home here.
Ann tries to fit in to her new surroundings.
But it's not easy.
We met in the big room to play.
There were games if you can call them that there.
There was the nurses' desk.
There wasn't a lot of interaction.
I was dealing with my acting to hurt myself.
I deeply empathise with people around me.
I would later learn that I empathise with more than the living people.
Mum just baked this. It's delicious.
She didn't say we were having company.
Sugar?
I tried to share what I was experiencing with my parents,
and unfortunately, they didn't understand
what I was interpreting,
especially when I was describing in detail family members
that they knew I had never met while living.
It scared the tar out of them.
Whoops.
Sorry.
I didn't fit.
I felt like an outsider where I was supposed to feel
like this is where I belong.
I still was alone.
(GROWLS)
Ann?
I think you have a meeting with the doctor now.
He's wondering where you are.
Oh, I forgot.
Thanks, Nurse Carrie.
Just call me Carrie, OK?
Anybody I ever told about anything
clearly didn't believe me.
They'd look away, they'd look down.
It was the most isolating thing in the world.
2 00:22:01.480 -- 00:22:03.800 align:middle line:90% position:50% Ann struggles to understand her feelings
and the visions she's been having.
The very end of the building, there was glass windows
that were just like a prison.
You could get a glimpse out the windows
to see the older building across from us.
I'm gonna ask her to help.
Want to help?
Me?
Um...
(GASPS)
(SCREAMS)
Every time I looked out, I would see faces in the window.
(GROWLS)
It looked like other patients, other adult patients.
There's someone in that building across from us!
That part of the hospital is decommissioned.
It's only used to store old records.
I know what I saw.
Yeah, tell it to your psych team.
Many people thought I had an overactive imagination.
Others thought I was just trying to get attention.
I believe you.
As the weeks go by, Ann's conviction
that the abandoned hospital is occupied only increases.
I heard people screaming for help.
Help!
I heard them in the evening even more.
Help!
I would see lights flicker on.
The light's on again.
Let me look.
There's nothing there.
When they were on, we would all look and try to see them.
Sometimes they would catch a glimpse of it.
Boo! (SCREAMS)
You guys are ridiculous.
Proud of what you started?
Take a look for yourself.
But before the staff would get there, every time, the light would go out.
It was almost like they were only trying to talk to us as kids.
Yeah, nothing.
But I tell you what, why don't I get permission
to take you guys over there,
show you that there's nothing there?
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
The staff got together and announced,
"OK, we're gonna take you over there."
We're just gonna take a quick look around.
"We gonna show you that there's nobody over there."
A couple of ground rules.
Everyone in single file, stay together.
And don't touch anything.
We went past the ground level to the basement, and we went,
"OK, why are we in the basement?"
Nobody said anything about a basement.
We started to walk down this tunnel
and it was black that ate us alive.
Watch your step down here.
This place is like a crypt.
This way, everyone.
The smell of dust and mould and just stale air was overwhelming.
I was too scared to go back into the tunnel
and I was too scared to go forward.
I was frozen.
Get a move on, Ann.
You don't want to miss the show.
(GROWLS)
As I walked up the stairs, I could hear my footsteps
echo throughout the building.
And the sound carried and carried like it was really an empty building.
And as we got to the top of the stairs, I was listening,
I was listening for the sounds that I could hear in the evening.
I was listening for the cries of help.
And I heard nothing.
Ann!
It's so filthy here.
No, it's cool.
The other kids won't believe it when we tell them.
It's just a bunch of leftover stuff, like I said.
(WAILS)
What's that over there?
(CRYING)
(SHUDDERING BREATH)
I saw in the corner a lady in a cold bath,
full of ice.
(SHUDDERING)
(SCREAMS)
I looked again and there was nothing there,
not even a tub.
Hello?
Guys?
Where are you?
Ann! We are in here!
I could feel something against the windows
and I was scared to look
because I knew there was a man there that I had seen.
(MAN STRUGGLING)
He's laying on a table.
He's strapped down.
And he has something in his mouth.
And they're electrocuting him.
(SCREAMS)
I closed my eyes and I looked back...
..and then he was sitting up.
(SCREAMS)
Ann!
Hey, hey, we're here!
It's OK.
The leader of the group said, "OK, we're gonna get out of here.
"Let's get on back."
We're leaving now.
Show's over, let's go. Let's head back.
At that point, my heart stopped.
I could feel somebody coming close to me.
I was all alone.
I didn't know what was gonna happen.
Did he want to keep me there?
I didn't know what he wanted.
And I was afraid to find out.
(GROWLS)
I don't have words for that kind of fear.
I don't have them.
Not even in swear language do they have words
to describe that kind of terror.
(GROWLS)
And then he was gone.
Poof, gone.
Ann, hurry up!
I could hear the other sounds of the other people
going forward and walking, but I was on my own.
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
(GROWLS)
No!
I could see his face, his eyes.
And he looked at me.
(GROWLS)
No!
I am not gonna let you frighten me any more.
I'm not scared of you.
In that moment, we connected.
The emotions I was feeling.
The feelings of loneliness and wanting to hurt myself.
They weren't mine, they were his.
It was a revelation.
And it was like, "OK, I'm safe again."
There are those individuals who see the world differently
than the rest of us.
Call them mediums, sensitives, psychics, empaths,
they see things that we can't,
and it is not uncommon for those abilities
to be mis-categorised as mental illness.
How do we tell the difference between genuine mediumship,
genuine psychic sensitivity and mental illness?
Well, the fact is that we can validate mediumship sometimes.
When we are able to gain information by paranormal means
that we could not have known otherwise,
how else would you explain it?
Ann reaches out to share her experiences
with the one person she feels she can trust.
I saw a woman.
She was in the bath and she was crying.
I told her that the people I was seeing
I knew were not imaginary.
And that I could give details about them
to confirm that they were real.
I felt absolute terror but it wasn't my terror.
I think I felt what those people went through.
Ann, I believe you.
And I believe that you are seeing something different
than anyone else.
She was the first one who seemed to believe me.
The interest in that abandoned building
made for great stories.
All the kids like to tell and make up stories about it,
but I don't think we watched for faces
like we used to after our visit there.
I watched to see if I could see the man
but I never saw him in that building after.
(GROWLS)
2 00:34:33.920 -- 00:34:35.440 align:middle line:75% position:50% Southern Ontario.
In a bustling urban city, nurse Sarah Fung begins her day
at a downtown hospital.
I am a registered nurse
and I was working in the intensive care unit.
I looked after babies that were born premature
or they had difficulties of some sort.
I really liked working at this hospital
because it made me feel like I was making a difference
in people's lives.
(PHONE BUZZES)
Shoot.
On this particular night, I was responsible for transferring
this one baby from the delivery hospital
to the paediatric hospital across the street.
There was life-saving surgery that was needed.
Are you my partner? Yeah.
OK. The surgical team is getting ready.
Let's get this baby over there.
You got it.
So we needed to get this baby quickly from one hospital to another.
There's two ways that we could transport the baby across the road.
Number one would be the ambulance which would be much slower
and involve more steps,
and the other would be to go through this underground tunnel
which would be quicker and more efficient.
To transport a baby, it takes a lot of coordination,
a lot of different equipment has to be set up.
The isolette is essentially an incubator.
This is what the baby is being transported in.
Let's go.
To access the tunnel,
they take an elevator down to the sub basement.
The sub basement level in the hospital
is where things go that we don't want people to see.
The morgue, the tunnel.
It's a different world.
If you're claustrophobic,
you probably wouldn't feel comfortable in the tunnel.
You can't really see what's around you
or in front of you or behind you that well.
Not a pleasant place to be.
(SCREAMS)
As I was going through the tunnel, all of a sudden,
there was a weird noise.
It sounded like it was coming from behind my shoulder.
(SCREAMS)
And it sounded like somebody exhaling in my ear.
(EXHALES)
I got this sense that something was floating behind me.
And it was the same exhale
and I could feel the breath on my ear,
and that's when I started to panic.
I was scared to look back.
I didn't want to look back.
I wanted to just get the job done.
(GROWLS)
The other thing about the tunnel is that cell surface
didn't really work on our hospital phones,
so there was no way to call for help
if we needed it.
(PHONE RINGS)
Is that your phone?
No, I don't have a phone on me.
(PHONE RINGS)
The first thing that I notice
is there's a red, old-fashioned phone
that's on a wall.
The red phone is usually reserved for emergency purposes.
As I'm approaching this phone, it starts to ring.
I thought maybe the phone would stop ringing
but it kept ringing.
We better slow down.
We're on a timer. We have to keep going.
We have to stop.
(PHONE RINGS)
I thought maybe someone might need my help
and I decided to walk over to the phone and pick it up.
When I look back at the porter, he was telling me
with his eyes to not pick up the phone.
In that moment, I was so terrified.
(PHONE RINGS)
I remember that my hands were sweaty as I picked up the phone
and I brought it up to my ear.
(GROWLS)
I heard that same breathy sound I had heard
before I picked up the phone,
but this time it was coming from the telephone receiver.
(GROWLS)
After I heard that same sound, I panicked.
It made my heart leap out of my chest.
And I hung up that phone immediately.
We have to go. Now.
I told the porter that we needed to continue
on our way down the tunnel.
I didn't say anything to him because I didn't want to cause him
to panic the way I was panicking.
I also didn't think he would believe me.
What could be happening with this phone call
as Sarah's hearing somebody or something
take their last breath, it could actually be a mimic.
Sometimes with negative hauntings or negative entities,
what they will do is use sounds in the environment,
sounds people are familiar with,
and actually mimic those sounds
either to trigger the person or to frighten them.
We maybe got 10 or 20 feet further down the tunnel,
and that same phone started to ring again.
(PHONE RINGS)
I felt like there was something with us in the tunnel.
I felt like I was being watched.
(PHONE RINGS)
I could feel my body just breaking out into a cold sweat.
(GROWLS)
I was really concerned that something was gonna happen to me
or the baby or the porter.
(PHONE RINGS)
It's OK, little guy. Almost there.
Eventually, we were out of range of the phone.
We had pushed our way to the end of the tunnel.
Come on, come on, come on.
Something or someone was moving down that tunnel.
It seemed like it was being territorial
and trying to mark its territory where the phone was.
(GROWLS)
Come on, come on, come on.
And as I was getting into the elevator,
I took one last look over my shoulder.
The elevator doors shut.
And Sarah heads out of the tunnel to the paediatric hospital.
The baby did make it safely to the paediatric hospital,
and to my knowledge, had the surgery successfully.
We don't have the space to share these types of stories.
As nurses, we believe in things that can be explained by science,
and with things like this that can't be explained,
we think that either it didn't happen
or maybe our minds fabricated what happened,
so we don't share it because we can't rationalise it.
(GROWLS)
Usually during phantom phone calls,
it's a message from a loved one, they are saying their OK.
In this case, we don't get any of that.
In my interpretation of what Sarah experienced,
it seems to me like the entity is responding directly
to her state of being.
It's responding to her fear.
It's responding to her urgency, and it's mimicking that back
quite readily.
(GROWLS)
I continued to work at the hospital for another two years,
but never did go back into that tunnel.
The tunnel is still there.
I think that whatever was down there is trapped down there
and is still there to this day.
(GROWLS)
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