My Time at St. Jude's

Post #2

Site: Bluethat.com
Topic: RealHorror
Date: November 08, 2019

Time: 4:28 PM
Post: I'm Still Stuck at a Hospital
Author: DaJoeKingYeti92

Well, I am still here, and I wanted to thank everyone for their concern about my well being. I wasn't expecting all of you nice people to be concerned about me like that. I don't know any of you commenting and asking questions, but I just want to say thank you to all of you.

I was asked a few questions and I thought I would update you all on how I am doing and what is happening with my situation right now:

Am I still at the hospital, or have I escaped home? Hands down this is the most common question I have received. Yes, I am still at the hospital. I have not been harmed in any way either. The whole situation is eerie, and I am very freaked out. I have moved around from the waiting room a little bit, but I will address my progress later in this post.

How long have I been here for, and where am I? At this point, I've been here for about two days. I arrived at the hospital at 11:00 am on November 6th. As for where I am, I live in Canada in Southern Ontario, and no, I'm not in Toronto; I'm close to two hours away from there, in a city called Winchester.

Now, I wasn't asked this, but my name is Joseph King. I'm not telling all of you so that I can be looked up; I have virtually no online presence, and I've only been in one piece of print media, from a newspaper article when I was twelve. I'm twenty-seven now, so trying to look me up from that would be pointless. I'm telling you this because in case these days are my last, I just want to be remembered. If this is happening to me, then there is a chance it can happen to anyone else, and I want to provide as much information as possible, so that this dreadful experience can have some purpose.

Have I tried to call alternate transportation, like a taxi? Yes, I have. I've called five different taxi companies multiple times. For most of those calls, I was told that a cab would be at my location within twenty minutes. Now I feel I need to make something clear; the hospital that I'm at isn't a sketchy hospital or one that is off the beaten path. This is the main hospital in Winchester, it's called St. Jude's General Hospital. So, I knew the taxi companies would know where this was, but of course, most of those cabs never made it to me.

One did though. The last call that I made, I refused to let the dispatcher hang up, and I insisted she needed to give me updates on the location of the taxi. When she told me that she had to hang up I threatened her with self-harm. I am really not proud of that, and I want to make it clear that I would never ever make light of self-harm or suicide, but I needed to do anything I could to keep the dispatcher on the line. Finally, I saw a yellow cab arrive. I shuffled out to them and quickly got in, giving them my parent's address. Unlike the last car I got in, I paid attention to where we were going.

The drive started off fine, we drove around to the rear exit, which was fairly typical. What wasn't though, was when the driver passed by the exit and circled around the entire hospital, just to end up back at the outpatient entrance. When we stopped, the driver ignored my outrage and protests, calmly stating.

"We have arrived at your requested destination."

He got out and opened my door, grabbing me by the shoulder. He yanked and pulled me out of the vehicle. Since I am so weak, I couldn't resist much. He dragged me close to the door then walked back to his cab and drove off. I swore into the sky and yelled as hard as I could. Once I vented my anger, I turned around and saw the remaining people in the hospital staring at me through the window.

In that moment I considered staying outside, and I did for a while, just staring back at all those blank faces. Before long though, the cold started to get to me, making my entire being shiver. Canadian winters can chill you to the bone, and I wasn't prepared to be outside for too long when I got up yesterday, so I had to go back inside.