In the middle of the night, the lights in the hospital corridors were dim and deserted, with the occasional slight noise in the distant ward. However, at the end of the corridor, in front of the door marked "morgue", there was a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.
Mortuary caretaker Lao Chen, a taciturn middle-aged man, is about to end a day's work. He picked up the keychain and was about to close the heavy iron door when suddenly a cold wind blew, rolling up a biting cold. Lao Chen frowned, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.
At that moment, a woman's scream broke the silence of the night. Lao Chen was stunned, and the keychain in his hand almost fell. The screams came from the morgue, where the recently deceased patient was kept. He walked over quickly, his palms beginning to sweat.
Inside the morgue, a female corpse suddenly sat up, her face pale and her eyes blank. Lao Chen was so frightened that his legs were weak. The female corpse slowly turned her head and stared straight at him, a strange smile on the corner of her mouth. Lao Chen tried hard to shout, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.
He turned to escape, only to find that the door to the morgue had been closed at some point. Fear was like a sharp knife that slashed at his heart. Lao Chen's breath became short, and he shook the door desperately, but the door did not move.
Just as he was about to despair, the door suddenly opened. Lao Chen stumbled and fell outside the door. He looked back and saw that the door to the morgue was tightly closed and there was silence inside. He breathed a sigh of relief, glad he had escaped.
However, from then on, the screams and muffled cries of women could always be heard in the morgue. Lao Chen could hear those creepy voices every night, and he no longer dared to stay alone in the hospital.
This terrifying story quickly spread in the hospital, adding a bit of mystery and horror to the otherwise gloomy morgue. People talk differently and don't dare to approach it easily. And the experience of that night also left an indelible psychological shadow on Lao Chen.
However, it doesn't end there. It is said that in the dead of night, the door of the morgue would always open for no apparent reason, as if something was beckoning people in. Some curious young men had the courage to go on an expedition, but no one ever returned.
The hospital was eventually forced to close the morgue, but the horrific story lives on. It is said that the woman's soul is still wandering the hospital, searching for her lost family and friends.
Years later, when the hospital was in ruins, there were still do-gooders visiting the fabled morgue. They said that in that place, they could still feel a cold aura, as if something was silently watching them.
February**Dynamic Incentive Program This terrifying story became an urban legend and was passed down by word of mouth. When night falls, people near the former hospital site can hear bursts of eerie cries and screams, as the woman's soul searches for the truth about her death. Today, the morgue is so dilapidated that no one dares to come close to it even a step closer, but its horror tales remain in people's hearts and make people fear the horror of that story at night.