Abandonment (Old)

Chapter 3 | Exploration

The remarkable thing about the place was how decayed it was. Wires and ceiling panels hung from the ceiling. Desk from the receptionists desk lay broken across the floor. Graffiti stained the walls, saying dark and satanic things, and of course cool looking names and pieces of art work. "Wow..." I said. I was so speechless on how stunning it was. So I pulled out my phone and took a picture. Moonlight came from behind, lighting everything to create the ultimate picture of the place.
With the picture taken, we moved on. "This place is so stunning" Richard exclaimed. "Creepy to." Kitt agreeded. I kept my thoughts to my self, mainly I was speechless at the time. The front room was gigantic. A second story peaked over the lobby. We all must have thought we just had to get to that level soon.
As we walked over pieces and debris from the building and other things, an spooky ambiance started to set in. A steady feeling that we we're not alone. Richard walked across to the other side of the lobby and called us over. He pointed to what looked to be the skeleton of a possum. "What a sad way to go out in a place like this" Kitt said sadly. Keaton nodded in agreement. As we began our way down that hall connecting to the lobby, things really began to change. More mold and debris began to appear more often. At the end of the hall was a intersection to two other sides of the Hospital. A sign showed which was lead to what. To the left, the Surgical Center stood in terrible condition. On the right, the patient wing. "Lets go right" I said. "More of the hospital is on that wing". Everyone nodded to my proposal. We began our way to the right, and more of an dark mood began to settle in. Tree branches poked through broken Windows, patients gowns scattered across the floor. Old rappers and bags and cups lay discarded. "I'd give the Janitorial job rating a 1 ought'a 5 stars!" Richard joked. "I'd give none!" Keaton egged on. We walked and kept joking about how dirty and crappy the place was. It was fun and creepy at the same time.
When we turned down a dark corridor, we saw a sign. It read, "Medical Equipment Closet", so we all went in to take some great pictures of discared needles and ancient medicines, but something was off. Something just didn't feel right about it. I sniffed the air to see If that was the case. I knew, I was right about there being something wrong. I said, "Does anyone smell that?". Everyone nodded, then the world began to look weird and distorted. Just before I blacked out I said "Its anesthetic gas!", then endless blackness met my vision.