Hello Reader! I am the computer system for the hospital ETMP (Evaluate The Medical Phenomenon). I've come to understand that you wish to see their database. It's quite interesting, but the things here are very vulgar and.. not for the light hearted. I have conjured up the video blogs and a case file from the practicing doctor/nurse, Ian M. Give me a moment to restore the case file and vlogs...
"Day one of my...," he pauses "weird day. It's my first day working here at ETMP medical unit and I don't think I could ever regret something more..." He rubs his eyes, deprived of sleep and living on coffee for the past few days, doesn't help the predicament he's currently in. "Please, I don't wanna be here anymore, send help..." he frantically looks around and the tape cuts off.
Error. System malfunction.
Case# (open case): 200213789236
Name: Ian Miller
Age: 23
Hair: Black & Red
Eyes: Blue
YOB: 1994-???Case Notes:
Normality is Ian's strong suit. This must change immediately. We took him in seeing as he needed a job quickly, and desperately. The perspective he takes in his time here is breathtaking and we truly need him for our studies.Doctor Gould
~*~
I swipe my card in the door and it opens swiftly with a small beep and a click. I open the doors and inhale the smell of hospital hand sanitizer and latex gloves. That smell has always pleased me, even as a child. The nurse at the help desk greets me and I, being the "polite gentleman" I am, greet back with a simple good morning.
I strap the lanyard around my neck and gently rub the keycard with my thumb, the smooth surface, satisfying. I quickly wave to the nurse as I walk by her to the elevators. I press the "up" button and step inside once the doors open. Great, I'm stuck in an elevator with four other patients. I sigh, can't wait to see how this ride goes.
The four patients look incredibly familiar...
They all look exactly like me.
How the...
I stare at the doors, terrified for my life. Standing in an elevator with four people who look like me? How is this even possible?
I look to my left only to see them all staring back at me. Instinctively, I quickly back up not taking my eyes off them. Why is this elevator taking so long!? Hurry up! I internally yell as I slam my hand onto the "open elevator doors (front)" button. I feel the button crack under my hand and the elevator doors fly open. I stare at the open void as hospital rooms whizz by. It's not stopping!? Dear god, what is going on!? I quickly squeeze my eyes shut and then all I hear is silence. I open one eye only to see myself in the elevator, at my floor, completely alone.
I bolt out of the elevator and into the nurses breakroom. Panting and trying to catch my breath, i nervously splash water on my face.
I'm going insane.
Once I catch my breath I leave the breakroom, still terrified of what just happened.
I quickly sit down at my desk and chug down a nice and ready, hot cup of coffee they premade for me. Soon enough I'm surrounded by friends and coworkers. I try explaining my morning situation but the only response I got is "You're insane, drink this." and they handed me more coffee. This is my first day and I already regret getting this job.
The coffee here is ok. It's very thick and has a chocolate mint lattè taste. Ok yes, I like it but everytime I finish a cup, another is placed on my desk. Everyone here loves the coffee, they barely put the stupid cups down, it's absurd.
I'm going insane.
Today my shift doesn't end till around midnight, which sucks because I don't want to stay here another second, let alone six more hours. After a few minutes of being bored and scared for my life I open up the webcam on my assigned hospital PC. I press the record button and immediately feel as if I'm being watched by everyone on the hospital floor. I nervously start to talk and right before I finish the video, I look away and notice that everyone is staring at me. I quickly end the video and everyone goes back to their normal routine. Again, terrified more, and traumatized mostly, I stand. Suddenly my train of thought was quickly crashed by loud screaming and banging in one of the patients rooms. I quickly follow the noises, concerned that no one else is following. I swing open the door to find the doctor that hired me pinning and tying someone to the bed. Realizing that this person was me I finally screamed in horror.
I'm going insane.
I back away, only to be met by a wall to my back. The door in the room isn't anywhere in sight making me scream once more. The doctor just smiles as the boy, me, in the bed calms and sleeps. He approaches the real me, keeping me against the wall, and forces coffee down my throat. My vision grows hazy and millions of non-understandable voices start speaking all at once.
I'M GOING INSANE.
"You don't seem well Ian, drink up." he says as he pours more down my throat. I can't even hear myself think anymore, the voices are so loud, making my head pound. "As you've probably figured out by now, this isn't just coffee," he smirks a little and continues "this isn't a real hospital, and you won't be leaving anytime soon." I quickly shove him back and spit coffee out at him. "I am not staying here anymore," I yell in his face "this place ISN'T NORMAL! YOU'RE DRIVING ME INSANE!" all he does is chuckle as he wipes "coffee" from his face. "I'm only trying to help you Ian." I start sobbing "HELP!?" I scream in his face "YOU'RE KILLING MY MIND..." he chuckles once more and grabs my shoulders pinning me to the wall once again. I kick him away and he falls onto his back groaning in pain from my kick. I, quickly, run out of the room, tears streaming down my cheeks and onto the floor as I run. People try stopping me with their monotone expressions. One of my favourite female coworkers stops me, Janae. I cry more and push her out of the way "LEAVE ME ALONE!" i yell. She doesn't budge when I push her and she crosses her arms. "Ian... please... don't fight this." I run past her and look back once more at her beautiful jade green eyes and long black hair, always put up in a ponytail. I sob more and look forward and go to the stairs, not wanting to go back to the elevators. I run down the stairs and jump off them as i go. I kick open the door and break it off its hinges and keep running to the exit.
So close.
The exit is right there.
SO CLOSE...SO FAR...
I keep running. Running forever. I run faster and faster but it's no use. No matter how hard I try, no matter how fast I run, I don't think I'll ever escape.Case Notes:
His psychosis progressing. Desperation increasing.
Mentality degrading.
Sanity becoming nonexistent.Doctor Gould.
~*~
I'm there. I somehow got to the exit. I ran. I'm out. I escaped.
Now I'm insane. Great. Voices. I need help. Please. Anyone.》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》
Hope you guys enjoyed the newest edition to my list of stories XD. Sorry i havent posted or updated in a while but more should come soon hopefully. :3 so see yah ;3 peace my weirdoes X3 ~Juz ✌
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HorrorThis story is about a 23 year old named Ian who, yes, still lives in his mothers basemet. He soon finds a job at the ETMP medical unit as a practcing doctor/nurse. Enjoy the story! Peace my weirdoes 😉