Asylum (2)

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Sam was now at a physiatrists office as Dean and I waited outside the building.  Soon enough he emerged from the glass doors, hopefully with new, useful information.

Dean and I got up and started following Sam. I tried keeping in stride with both of them but they had such freakishly long legs.

"Dude you were in there forever, what were you talking about?" Dean asked Sam.

"Just the hospital, you know."

I squinted my eyes at Sam. I could tell he was lying, I just didn't want to bring it up.

"And?" Dean demanded.

"And the South Wing, it's where they housed the real hard cases, the psychotics, the criminally insane."

"Sounds cozy." I muttered.

"Yeah, and one night in '64, they rioted, attacked the staff, attacked each other."

"So what, the patients took over the asylum, any deaths?"

"Some patients, some staff, I guess it was pretty gory, some of the bodies were never discovered, including our chief of staff, Ellicott."

"What do you mean never recovered?" Dean questioned as we stopped in front of the Impala.

"Cops scoured every inch of the place but I guess the patients must have, stuffed the bodies somewhere hidden."

"That's grim."

"Yeah, so they transferred all the surviving patients and shut down the hospital for good."

"Alright so to sum it up, we've got a bunch of violent deaths and uncovered bodies." I concluded.

"Which could mean a bunch of angry spirits." Sam added.

"Good times, let's check out the hospital tonight."

Tonight?!


















Tonight indeed. My brothers and I were creeping through the abandoned building at night. Both boys had a flashlight and Sam had the video camera with night vision. I used my magic as a light source. It gave off a pretty, bright red glow allowing me to see everything in front of me. I slowly pushed the South Wing door open with my magic. Both brothers looked at me, then eachother, as we all entered.

Dean pulled out his EMF meter as it started going haywire. We walked through the mucky halls as Sam spoke up.

"Getting readings?"

"Yeah, big time."

"This place is orbing like crazy." Sam stated leaning down to show me the camcorder. You could see the little white balls flying through the camera frame at a fast pace.

"There's probably multiple spirits out and about." I declared looking around the hall.

"And if these uncovered bodies are causing the haunting." Sam started.

"We got to find them and burn them." Dean finished.

"Just be careful though, the only thing that makes me more nervous than a pissed off spirit is a pissed off spirit of a psycho killer." I added.

I suddenly felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, turning around with my brothers, I pushed my magic ball further down the hall and away from us so we could see more than with the flashlight, but there was nothing. The magic returned and continued floating above my right palm as we continued foward.

We made it to a room at the end of the hall were we all split up. I went to the left to see a torn shower curtain and more stains on the wall. I suddenly felt something behind me. Turning around swiftly there was a women with a bloody wound where her eye should be.

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