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Small town hospital, big time hauntings P2

This is the continuation of the first part of my story about the small town hospital that I work at in upstate New York with several ghosts and spirits locked away in its many departments. If you have not yet read it, I suggest you do, it contains some pretty wild goings-on, but to us who work there, it is just another day in the life of us hospital workers. So after a while, we learn not to draw too much attention to these happenings, but that does not mean we forget either.

In the first installment, we covered the history of the hospital and the land on which it sets (battlegrounds, farm settlements, and plenty of sickness and death), and then focused on the second floor, home to many offices, the Medical Records department, the Sleep Center, and the Pediatrics unit, as well as a former Medical/Surgical unit. Second floor is considered to be one of the most active and creepiest (especially at night, which is the shift I work).

I know many places do seem eerier in the dark, especially when you do not know what is around the corner, everything is quiet, and you know nobody is around sometimes but yourself, but when a place is extremely haunted, it does admittedly have an entirely different feeling to the atmosphere and adds an extra sense of uneasiness for most people. For me, it can be exciting, but I have also learned the hard way that it pays to learn how to sense the energies around you and tread carefully, or curiosity can kill the cat. What do I mean by that? Well, I just wanted to add a quick addendum to the 2nd floor story before we move on, as I had left it out of my previous installment and I feel it important not only to the story, but also as a warning to anybody who not only likes to read about the paranormal, but actually go and investigate it as well (lest they wind up in trouble like I did).

As previously mentioned, I had said the Medical Records department on 2nd floor was probably the most haunted spot on 2nd floor. My wife, a psychic, healer, and metaphysical researcher, actually performed a crystal-dousing experiment down there one night, on her own, because she had suspicions of demonic activity. Her crystals revealed the truth to her, that there was, indeed, a demon present in that department.

Previous to this taking place however, she revealed to me in a later discussion, that one night she was headed to the Medical Records department, where outside the department door hangs a few old-time pictures of past doctors that have worked the hospital. One of them is an old black and white photo, quite large, and front and center among the photos, being the one that usually attracts your eye first. This demon purportedly in the department learned to recognize her presence (demons, while not being generally friendly in the first place, tend to grow angered or cowered in her presence, depending on the demon, due to her psychical/cleansing abilities to sense them and her knowledge on how to fight them), and it would usually wait for her and try to intimidate her away from it. But when you have a job to do, you have to do it, regardless of what remains to be seen.

It was on her approach to the door to Medical Records that her eyes focused on the picture of that one doctor, whom she noticed, did not appear as it normally did, but rather, had crimson eyes in black of his normal, stern black and white ones. Nothing else down this way was reflecting any light off the glass of the frame, it was rather dark, and no red lights were anywhere nearby, so this anomaly was unmistakable: a warning. She still does not like to go near that portrait until this day.

As for my own personal experience with this entity, I never paid it any mind, even when my wife warned me to do so. No such beings generally seemed to bother me, as I naturally project an aura of confidence and willfulness around me, which protects me. However in the world of the extrasensory there is a practice called 'grounding' yourself, something that I was not aware of so I generally did not bear it in mind at any point.

Much like a grounding prong on an electrical plug protects the user from electrical shock, grounding your spirit and energy protects from any malicious energies that may try to attack you. This particular practice was lost on me, so one night while I was there, I went poking around parts of the Medical Records department I do not usually look in, not to go snooping, of course, I am a healthcare professional, but for paranormal snooping purposes, to see what I turned up. A little more than I bargained for, was my answer, because I went all around the part where the demon reportedly frequents and when I left the department, I noticed I felt different. The ghost I always noted that travels in a loop from the Sleep Center doors to the elevators had a different feeling about it, as if it were ushering me to move, to get away, and almost felt like it was going to pass me, which it never does, but is normally like a little friend that keeps a slower pace behind me and just escorts me down the hall. I was a little unnerved by the energies it was giving off, almost like it was fearful of me, but at the same time, was trying to protect me by making me hightail it out of there.