I was a brand-new nurse.
I think it was my second shift.
Alright, who's doing it?
I thought they were playing a joke on me.
I could hear scratching in the walls,
like something with claws.
(SQUELCHING) Help me!
Leave me alone! (SCREAMS)
I was really scared.
Stop it, just stop! Stop!
And I felt my heart rate jump.
(SCREAMS)
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
It was very hard to make myself go in the room but it had to be done.
Don't take me! Please, no!
Please, don't let them take me.
Who? The children!
(THEME MUSIC)
It's the 1980s.
Joy Powers is a young nurse at the start of her career.
I worked as a critical care nurse in a large catholic hospital
in south-west Tennessee.
It was in the 1980s.
I was young and it was a metropolitan area.
It was a lot of fun. It was exciting.
This was my first job in a critical care unit.
I had a lot to learn.
Good evening, y'all.
Hi, Joy.
Oh honey, no chewing gum on the floor.
Sorry.
And I'll go wash my hands now.
The catholic facility was strict,
but in a nice way.
And they had rules and they had guidelines
that we would all follow.
Am I doing two or three of these? Just two.
I was a brand-new nurse.
I think it was my second shift.
(WATER RUNNING)
I hear the water turn on in the hopper.
The hopper is something where we used to wash our things
that we used to care for patients.
There was no mistaking that the water had been turned on.
The water doesn't just trickle. It was just flooding.
For you to turn on the water, it takes some pretty good force.
For it to just go on was very unusual.
So, I come back down and it happened again.
(WATER RUNNING)
And I heard the hopper go on and I went to go turn it off.
I thought they were playing a joke on me...
..that they were doing an initiation.
And so I asked them.
Alright, who's doing it?
Well, I guess our ghost is back.
What are you talking about?
Sometimes we have ghosts and they...do stuff.
A ghost? Seriously?
You expect me to believe that?
Believe what you want, honey. But it wasn't us.
If it's OK, I'm gonna take my break now.
In the break room in the 80s, unfortunately,
it was no big deal for nurses, respiratory therapists, doctors
to smoke in the hospital,
so we would go to the break room to smoke.
I was really scared.
How can you not be?
I had just finished smoking on my cigarette.
I had just put it out, and as I was leaving the break room,
I had just gotten to the door of the break room...
(GASPING)
And I turned around to see the ashtray on the floor
and all of the ashes and butts on the floor.
(GASPING)
It's OK.
It's OK, honey, sit down.
It just scared the crap out of me.
It was on the table and it just flew!
What is going on here?
It's not gonna hurt you.
I am a young nurse, brand-new, have no idea what this thing is,
and I'm feeling like I'm being made fun of until this point,
and that's when they literally sat me down and said,
"Really, it's not gonna hurt you," but I wasn't convinced of that.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
Joy eases back into work.
She needs to start her rounds,
but the halls aren't as inviting as they first seemed.
(CRASHING)
How you doing tonight, Fred?
Healthy as a hog.
We had, in the old unit, we had these wooden doors,
and the wooden doors had glass panes.
So on the patient's side for privacy, we had blinds.
Do you want the blinds closed for the night?
You always know what I like, Joy.
Sleep well.
(BLINDS CLATTERING)
(CRASHING)
And I felt my heart rate jump.
(BLINDS CLATTERING)
The noise of the blinds...
..seemed to get more and more aggressive.
I would almost equate it to somebody doing this.
Up down, up down, up down. Fast.
And then it was really scary, it was like,
"Stop, how do you make this thing stop?"
Stop it! Just stop, stop!
I was losing it at that point.
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
Spirits manipulate objects for many reasons.
They want to get someone's attention,
they want them to know that they exist in the same space,
they want to see how they're going to react.
Will they acknowledge them or ignore them
or will they simply leave in fear?
I felt literally like the entity or whatever this was
was showing up for me and trying to get me nervous,
and that was working.
It scared the fire out of me. It really did.
That's when I said to myself, "Oh, there's something to this."
The nurses aren't the only ones
who are experiencing mysterious events.
Then we started getting information from patients.
There was this one patient.
He was precious.
How's my favourite patient doing tonight?
Hey. Are you alright?
I saw something.
He was telling me about the lady in white,
and that his wife had come to him with her,
and he wanted to go with her.
What are you talking about, Fred?
The description was that of what sounded like a nun in the habit
that had the habit on, but it was all white.
She came to help me.
I'm not ready to go.
I'm glad to hear that.
But I want to.
I want to.
And I said, "Thank you for letting us know,
"and we'll do everything we can to save your life
"if that's what you want."
Just a couple of hours later, he did have a medical emergency.
And he did go. He did die.
Seeing the lady in white and seeing his wife.
(PHONE RINGS)
Mrs Jones in Room 7 saw the lady in white.
I started tracking it.
When patients would tell us they would see the lady in white...
..immediately I would go ahead and get the crash cart ready.
Whether they died or whether they lived,
there would be a medical emergency for that patient every time.
Room 7, let's move.
It was almost like she was there to help them...
..or there to let them know it's going to be OK.
(GROWLS)
2 00:13:46.200 -- 00:13:50.040 align:middle line:90% position:50% Whereas the lady in white proves to be a good omen,
her presence only confirms that another sinister entity
walks the halls.
Nursing is hard enough.
Then have all of this other activity come with it
that you're powerless to do anything about.
I guess because I was young and because I was new,
I took it very personally because it seemed to happen
quite frequently when I was there.
That's when I had the opportunity to tell everybody,
"I think this thing is trying to get my attention.
"I'm afraid."
It's not following you, Joy.
It's after me.
What do you mean?
My colleague shared, for the first time, "No, it's me."
She said, "I have seen him before."
It followed me home once.
One night when I was driving, it popped up in my back seat
and I saw it in the rear-view.
It's him.
I know it's him.
She did not want to talk about the dark man.
She was afraid of the dark man.
I didn't know if you'd believe me.
I believe you.
I went immediately to our nurse manager.
She went to administration.
I know, with the Catholic Church, there's very specific steps.
I mean, it's not like we're eating or sleeping.
We're gonna start killing patients ourselves out of neglect soon.
We're supposed to be protecting these patients
and we can't even do that. What are we gonna do?
This whole place needs to be bathed in flames.
I don't know what is here.
We can't give up.
We have to be strong for our patients.
Hello, my children.
The priest showed up on one of our shifts and just came in,
told us, "I hear y'all have been having a problem here."
Father, thank you for coming.
I'll defeat this evil.
God will defeat this evil.
Because they called in the priest, it really did make it,
for me, that it was a real threat.
He went room to room...
..and he touched each room and he prayed over each room.
It was when they called in the priest
that I knew they were taking it serious.
Thankfully, I had taken it serious.
And I felt very supported and very comforted.
Come, my children.
We must unite against the darkness.
And then he touched each one of us.
He prayed over us.
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
Father, bless her, please, now!
(GROWLS)
It shall be well with thee!
It shall be well with thee.
It shall be well with thee! It shall be well with thee!
The whole atmosphere of the unit changed.
It became instantly calm.
It became instantly like a weight came off.
We could breathe again. I could breathe again.
It was better after the Father blessed the unit.
It felt almost like a breeze had blown through the unit.
It was that different.
Amen.
The weeks pass and there are no more reports
of paranormal activity from either patients or staff.
We thought we're not gonna have a problem now.
Not so. Not so.
The transfer's happening today.
I'm gonna go check now if it's ready for you.
We had a lady that had open heart surgery.
She was doing fabulous.
She was about to be discharged from the unit to the stepdown unit.
(SCREAMS)
(GROWLS)
Get away! Go!
What is going on in here?
She was terrified.
In the corner, growling at me!
She said, "He's over in the corner, he's dark, he's mean,
"he's growling at me, I don't like him,
"get me out of here."
I'm gonna get you out of here.
It's gonna be OK.
Nothing was going to calm her down.
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
And I heard her scream out.
(GROWLS)
(EVIL LAUGH)
You feel completely helpless.
What did I just witness? I don't know.
We had to open her up and we saw what's called a blown aorta,
blown open like a flower.
Boom.
There was no evidence of that in her chart,
from surgery, they didn't see anything.
There was no precursor, no warning,
except for her telling me about the dark man
and how she didn't like it there.
There are so many negative paranormal occurrences in this ward
that a catholic priest had to be involved to bless the space.
As a paranormal researcher, I believe
that this is something on the land.
So regardless of the blessings and the purification of the space,
this might be something that is just infused in the structure,
that keeps coming back over and over for some reason.
It was almost like a last ha ha.
"I'm still not gone."
The dark seemed to me to be very destructive.
It seemed to be bent on negative.
It seemed to be very heavy, very hard.
Whereas the lady in white was so calm and so comforting,
always soothing.
It changed my life actually.
It had a profound effect on me.
I became really interested in the spiritual component
of our life.
I fortunately had to leave the unit to move...
..but to my knowledge, it continued even after I left.
(GROWLS)
2 00:22:35.960 -- 00:22:40.240 align:middle line:73% position:50% Registered nurse Deborah Gullett accepts a new assignment
overseeing palliative care for an elderly bedridden patient.
I was working as a home care nurse in north-west Louisiana.
In this particular case, I was going to a patient's home
who was actively dying of cancer.
Deborah, I'm so glad you're here.
How's your dad feeling today?
Honestly, I think he's getting worse.
The first few staff members that come before the nurse comes out
had a very bad, uneasy feeling about it.
My nurse's aide and I went out the first time
and the nurse's aide would not stay.
Are you on your own today?
Uh, yes.
My assistant won't be joining me at all.
It will just be me.
After that, I was the only one that went into the home.
No one wanted to go there.
I'll go check on him.
The front part of the home was OK,
but as you walked back toward his bedroom, it became darker.
We would turn lights on to light our way down the hallway
to get the bedroom,
and it still was this pervasive darkness.
(GASPS)
(SCREAMS)
Hello, Mr Jones.
How are you feeling today?
This gentleman was very withdrawn.
He was very emaciated when I met him,
and just very debilitated.
Could barely move.
You must be freezing.
There was just this pervading darkness
that concentrated in the bedroom where the man was.
Thank you, Deborah.
Oh, oh. That's much better.
I can hardly see a thing in here.
It was just this heavy feeling of fear and anger,
but I could not leave the patient.
Let's take a look at you.
I would take his vital signs, check his blood pressure,
look for signs of advancement of a disease
or his dying process.
There. You see?
(GROWLS)
Is this your wife? Yeah.
She's lovely.
There. How's that?
Over the following days, Deborah gets to know her patient.
He's frail.
His legs are paralysed, but his mind is still sharp.
I got to know him over the course of the first few days.
During the war, he had flown a plane for the military.
Do you miss flying?
Yes.
And no.
Not all memories are good.
How do you mean?
Did you nearly crash? No.
I was piloting on a sortie.
The bombs dropped on the wrong target.
Many people were killed.
Including children.
He told me that he had felt a lot of guilt about this.
That it was an accident.
As God as my witness,
I am so sorry, I am so sorry.
Would you like to pray?
Yeah.
I tried to reassure him.
He was Catholic.
I prayed with him a lot every visit.
Mary, mother of God.
Pray for us sinners now and forever.
He would cry often and tell me how afraid he was to be alone.
That frightened him most of all.
As Deborah continues to care for her patient,
she starts to see why colleagues didn't want this post.
From the first visit, I notice the temperature
being lower in his room, severely lower.
It was very cold in there at all times.
(SCRAPING)
I could hear scratching on the walls.
Like something with claws behind his bed and in the ceiling.
(BANGING)
I heard sounds in the closet.
The noises were terrifying.
(SCRAPING CONTINUES)
Despite the unsettling events,
Deborah has a patient to care for.
(SCUFFLING)
I feel like I was being watched every time I went in the room.
In the closet, you could hear knocking sounds.
(SCUFFLING, RATTLING)
And clothes hangers rattling.
Almost like a breeze was going through the closet,
even though there was no air movement.
What is it?
I tried to ignore all the sounds and happenings
so that I wouldn't make him afraid.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Everything's fine.
(CREAKING)
2 00:30:50.400 -- 00:30:52.880 align:middle line:90% position:50% I could hear the noises from the hallway.
It was very difficult to go into the room
but I could not leave him alone.
I had to do my job.
(SCUFFLING)
It was very hard to make myself go in the room.
But it had to be done.
Please! No!
Please, don't take me.
Leave me!
Leave me alone!
No, no!
(GROWLS)
No, please! Mr Jones, wake up.
You're having a nightmare.
He was very frightened.
He was so afraid he couldn't sleep,
despite the medication we were giving him.
He was just tortured at all times.
Day and night.
Please, don't let them take me.
Who? The children!
He believed that the children he had accidentally killed
were coming for him.
I discounted it at first because the gentleman was dying
and he was on medications for pain
and I thought maybe he was hallucinating.
This was the first time I ever had someone tell me
that something evil had come for them.
There.
Everything's gonna be alright now.
I'll be right back. I just need to get another bag.
(LAUGHTER)
Don't let them take me.
Don't let them take me to Hell!
The first time I saw them,
I thought my mind was playing tricks on me.
From anxiety from going in the room.
Deborah's patient reports seeing shadowy figures
the size of small children running around his room.
And it's tempting to just dismiss these as hallucinations,
nothing more than the products of a dying brain.
Don't let them take me away!
Except for the fact that Deborah sees them too.
They moved very fast in the room.
They were just very dark, shadowy figures.
I got this pervading sense that they wanted me dead or gone or both.
Please, don't let them take me away!
Please, don't let them take me.
It's OK.
I'm not gonna leave you.
It's tempting to jump to the conclusion that all ghosts,
shadow figures are the spirits of the dead,
and in some cases, that's entirely possible,
but there is another intriguing possibility.
Perhaps they are a psychic manifestation
of the old veteran's guilt.
The remorse that has been eating away at him for decades
since his return from the war
somehow given form, manifesting in his room,
and tormenting him in the way
that only our own thoughts can torment us.
After that night, he trusted me and told me
he didn't want me to think he was crazy.
And he was very afraid that I would discount his story
and think he was nuts.
And I did not.
I tried to be very matter-of-fact about it and very rational.
I would pray a prayer protection over myself and him
and the family before I arrived at the home.
He told me that he saw them all day and all night,
that they would come and go.
And they watched him.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. No, no!
Please, no!
(GROWLS)
Leave me alone!
Go away!
Please, somebody!
Help!
(YELLING)
He was yelling for help
and sounded very desperate and very afraid.
Please, no!
Somebody please help me!
It's OK. It's Deborah, I'm here.
I'm here now. I'm here. You're OK.
He was shaking.
When I reached him, he was terrified.
No, no, no.
The children, they're scratching my legs,
they're clawing at me. I'm here. You're OK.
He told me that he could see the children at the foot of the bed.
(GROWLS)
Grabbing the covers and reaching under to scratch his legs.
And they had been scratching him all night
and he couldn't make them stop.
And he was very, very afraid.
My legs.
You've got to stop them, please.
There was blood on the sheets.
I found scratches all over his lower legs.
Some were very deep and you could see the blood oozing from them.
The sheets were bloody all around his legs.
What happened?
Children.
They're clawing at my legs.
Please make them stop.
I tried to comfort him, I tried to make sure
that he was physically safe.
I don't believe that he could have done it himself.
He was very immobile.
He couldn't even reach down to scratch his leg.
I kept going through my mind, thinking of any physical calls
that this could be happening,
something environmental or something in his body
with the disease process.
I couldn't come up with an explanation for it at all.
(CHILDREN LAUGH)
I couldn't believe these things were happening before my eyes.
I was just kind of in a state of shock.
I had not seen anything like this before.
Especially with any kind of paranormal origin.
As a sceptic, it would be easy to debunk
any one aspect of this case alone,
the scratches perhaps, the noises, the temperature,
the light, the shadow figures.
But when you put them all together, we have this confluence of evidence,
and it's impossible to avoid coming to a paranormal conclusion.
After I bathed him and got the scratches cleaned up
and got the blood cleaned up, he had to stay in that room
because the oxygen setup worked in that room.
There was no way we could move him.
I thought about that even, but I don't think
it would have done any good.
I think they would have followed him.
Seeing someone physically harmed in front of me
with no way to explain it frightened me horribly.
I knew that if it hurt one person, it could certainly hurt others
in the house, including myself.
It seemed to be getting worse as he got sicker.
Every time, the noises would get louder and louder.
(SCUFFLING)
The banging in the walls, and the rattling in the closet.
I was very afraid that I would be attacked next.
The family and I discussed his needs
and finally went ahead and called in a priest.
Thank you for coming, Father.
I explained to a priest that I knew in town what was going on
and that I needed some special help, and he came to give absolution.
Where is your father? He's upstairs.
I can show you up.
His room is just at the end of the hall.
Something feels wrong.
I have to go in alone.
The priest stayed with the patient probably about an hour,
alone with him in the room.
I didn't hear any noises inside the room
from in the hallway where I was.
(SCREAMS)
(GASPS)
Everything is alright now.
By that evening,
things seemed to be a little more normal.
I wasn't as afraid any more.
It was a huge relief.
After the priest left, the lights were different.
It was brighter in the room.
He had left a crucifix and some holy water at the bedside,
and he could talk and sleep and be at ease finally.
She's here with me now.
My wife.
Isn't she beautiful?
She's lovely.
After the entities of the children were gone,
he told me that he could see his deceased wife
sitting in the chair in the corner where the children had been.
She was sitting in the chair and smiling at him.
I could not see her but he did.
And he told me that she was coming for him.
He was not afraid any more.
He was ready to go at that point.
And he wanted to go with her.
He died the next day.
He had finally gone to see his wife
without all that guilt hanging over him.
I've had many unexplainable incidents working as a nurse
and dealing with death so much.
This was not my first experience with anything that I believe
to be paranormal, but it was definitely one
of the most terrifying ones.
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