Dark Tales #01: Histoire de Fantômes D'hôpital

The last thing she remembered was complete darkness, accompanied by overwhelming pain. A pain she couldn’t even describe, let alone describe in her own words. An ache that left her unable to move a single limb. Although she wasn’t entirely sure she even had any.

Added to this was a terrible pressure in her head that prevented her from thinking clearly. Consequently, she could only hope this strange numbness would subside. Even if her head weren’t throbbing, she still felt terribly confused. She desperately tried to gather her thoughts, to understand where she was.

After a dozen attempts, she finally managed to open her heavy eyelids. It wasn’t as easy as she thought, and it was made worse by the fact that it took her a while for her eyes to adjust to the darkness around her. It was then that she began to realize where she actually was.

It was no wonder her heart leaped into her throat and the blood began to rush through her veins. She wanted to scream, but she couldn’t utter a single sound, and it began to drive her mad. She tried to free herself, but instead, all she heard was the clang of metal.

That was because she was strapped to a table, which later turned out to be made of metal. It was no wonder she felt this uncontrollable numbness from there, because the metal was incredibly cold. With each passing moment, she became increasingly aware that she was in some deserted doctor’s office, like something out of a horror movie.

For the life of her, she couldn’t remember how she’d gotten there. Let alone who had placed her in this ghastly place, she was absolutely certain. A musty stench permeated the air, making it impossible for her to draw breath. If she didn’t die at the hands of a psychopath, she’d probably die of suffocation.

Although, if she had a choice, she’d probably choose the second option, she was certain of that. Rather than being cut alive by this lunatic she hadn’t yet had the chance to see with her own eyes. Which didn’t mean that every now and then she thought she heard footsteps or even voices.

And the pounding of the wind only intensified the terror and fear within her, which she couldn’t stop. No matter what she thought, her mind went completely blank. Which didn’t fill her with much optimism in that regard, but, as we all know, there was nothing she could do about it.

„Where the hell am I?!,” [Y/N] thought after a moment, because that was all that came to her aching head at the moment.

Especially since she began to see various jars out of the corner of her eye, with various things inside. The sight of them made her feel terribly nauseous, but thanks to the fact that there was nothing in her stomach, it only made her recoil without anything. Before she could recover, she heard footsteps again, this time approaching her place with alarming speed.

She knew she had only a few moments left before her short life ended. So she closed her eyes to pretend she hadn’t regained consciousness yet. In the eerie silence, more voices began to reach her ears. Voices telling her to flee this place as soon as she had the chance.

They didn’t need to tell her, because if she could, she would probably run away. But she couldn’t, because, as everyone knows, she was chained to that damn table. The footsteps stopped for a moment, allowing her to hear the voices that gave her goosebumps.

At first, she heard several people talking to each other, discussing the next steps for some nefarious experiment they were planning. Then she realized they were referring to her, the subject of said experiment. It was no surprise, then, that she opened her eyes briefly to see who they were.

Because, no matter how you look at it, she was the subject of this very experiment. Soon after, she heard the terrifying clang of a door opening, which was probably also made of metal. Through it, a dim, gray-white light flooded the room. Through it, she saw that there was dried blood on the walls, furniture, and probably the floor. That’s why she smelled that strange metallic smell that, besides the stuffiness, lingered in this place.

Then her hair stood on end as she saw translucent creatures floating around her, screaming silently. It was no wonder then that opening her eyes had been a complete mistake; she was one hundred percent sure of that! But there was no turning back now, and all she could do was mutter to herself, how stupid she was.

„I want to go home!,” [Y/N] squealed after a moment, because that was all she could think of at the moment.

No sooner had they flashed through her mind than unfamiliar people began entering the room. And yet, this one was stranger than the last, or rather, more terrifying. [Y/N] was so disconcerted by the sight, so confused, that she forgot to pull away, let alone scream in fear.

Three of them wore masks, so she couldn’t tell what they looked like beyond their silhouettes. Another one looked like a nurse, but she suspected she was suspicious of her too. Especially since she was one hundred percent sure she’d heard the male voice she was using.

Which irritated her greatly, because she didn’t know how to address this person. However, that wasn’t the most important thing at the moment, because now she had to focus on what they were about to do. And from what she deduced, it wasn’t going to be pleasant. Because just by their appearance, she could tell nothing good was waiting for her at their hands.

„What kind of fucked-up people were these?!,” [Y/N] asked herself, completely forgetting about two other people.

People who were barely visible because of the semi-darkness. With each passing moment, she yearned more and more to wake up from this nightmare, but it was to no avail. From there, she slowly began to realize that this wasn't a dream after all, but reality. Consequently, her short life was truly in danger, and she could lose it at any moment.

Which didn't mean she wasn't willing to let it happen. When she decided to try again to free herself, she noticed the pseudo-nurse approaching one of them, whose face she still couldn't see. She began to whisper something in his ear, but she couldn't hear it anymore.

Instead, the other one, standing next to him, turned on a dim light just above the table to get a better look at her. Although she knew that in his deranged eyes, she was merely a mere object of study. The mere sight of him made her heart leap into her throat again.

And fear was starting to take over her again. Then the nurse approached the table and said something to the one who had been leaning over her a moment ago. Slightly irritated, he turned and walked toward the other one. This left her and the nurse alone for a while.

When she wanted to say something, she, or rather, he, beat her to it. And how she knew this, she couldn't figure out at the moment, and she didn't want to. Consequently, all she could do was hear what he had to say.

„Everything will be alright, we'll rescue you soon! You have to look like you know nothing about this, okay?," He leaned over her and relayed what his real boss had told him.

That's why he added a question at the end, to make sure she understood him correctly. And she looked at him as if he'd fallen from a Christmas tree. However, she had no idea how they would react to what she was about to tell them. Truth be told, she wasn't sure how she would respond to their words if she heard them.

„And why should I believe you and that other one that you're not, including that one, huh?," [Y/N] replied quietly, not having a damned thought of believing them that he was telling the truth, that they would save her.

To her, the other two looked just as messed up as the other one. That's why she answered that way, and she clung to it for now. She'd half-expected them to be unhappy with what they'd heard from her. Which was understandable, because anyone in their shoes would have reacted the same way.

„Ugh... I'm not surprised you don't believe us, but I'm still asking you to pretend, that's all I'm asking of you!," he replied resignedly, after a moment, straightening up and leaving the table without waiting for her response.

Now she was completely confused, unsure what to think. It seemed the other two weren't with that crazy doctor. However, she wasn't one hundred percent sure. That was because he had just started preparing the instruments for the operation.

That almost gave her a heart attack and sent her to the next world. Now all she could do was hope that the nurse, covered in dried blood, was telling the truth. Compared to this madman, she looked as if she had everything in place. Which meant he hadn't gone mad, which was good news for her.

„So, I guess everything's ready?,” she heard another male voice, one that didn't belong to the nurse.