My name is John miles, I'm a detective. I've cracked many cases in my life but there is one.....i mean one that no one in the police force has ever got answers from. It was the hidden one disappearance. these disappearances were very unusual and heartless want to know why, because they were involved with children. yes children around the ages of 5 and 10, they were the children who would say hello to everyone and helped others. to think these children were snatched by some heartless person was crazy.
I've done everything in my power to find them but yet I could not, their families all were spiraling into depression some of them even took their lives! it was tragic like something took over their bodies to do something so brutal to themselves. I still remembered one of the mothers. that night she took her life in the most brutal way possible.....she had slit her throat then stabbed herself repeatedly, I still remember her body laying limply with the knife in her hand it was so bloody.
I decided to take a walk around town looking around the scenery it was cloudy that afternoon and calm there were hardly any cars out. "johnnn, johnnnnn" I hear a voice call out my name I ignored it "johnnnnnnnn, johnnnnnn" another voice follows I started to walk faster with my head down "johnnnn, johnnnnn johnnnnnn" three more called out and I zipped around but sadly no one was there, "was that my imagination?" I was looking at the ground when I picked my head up and surprisingly I was in front of the abandoned hospital. the hospital was half built. it was shut down because all these mysterious deaths that was happening right after the kids disappeared, it was like suicide but didn't seem like it, everyone else assumed but I thought differently "johnnnnnnnn" those five voices called out once more and I got this really bad headache, the voices sounded like.....children. I quickly fled away.
I returned home to my empty house, it was quite the thought of being alone flowed over me, my daughter was one of the five missing kids she was only 6, my wife spiraled in the depression and jumped off the hospital building. that night I had laid in my bed thinking then memories of the children appeared in my head those kids they were innocent they did no wrong nothing, "johnnnnnn" those voices called again
I opened my eyes and realized I fell asleep the night before, I had sat in bed and started to think "What's going on, why was those voices crying out to me, and towards the hospital? out of all places!" I pulled myself together, got up and got dressed and started walking towards the hospital. I stared at it closely, studying every nook and cranny from a distance. the bottom was build properly until it gotten to the top. it was built on one side, but the other had the beams sticking out. the headache came again so did the voices but different words were calling out " help us, help usssss" I had enough I'm going in there tonite and find out why those voices are calling for me.
