April 28, 2025 • 7 mins
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Speaker 1 (00:03):
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast.
Speaker 2 (00:08):
Southy Nows is here with us.
Speaker 1 (00:11):
The podcast that brings you weekly true ghostly stories. In
this podcast, you'll delve into the depths of some of
the darkest paranormal experiences that cannot be defined by anything
(00:31):
less than truly haunting. Haunting. Now, sit back, relax, and
let's begin our journey into the mysterious and unknown.
Speaker 2 (00:57):
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast. I'm your host, eve
As Evans. Today we have another haunting story for you,
So sit back and relax, because ghost stories are next.
Speaker 3 (01:13):
Have you ever gone through something at a job and
you know that from there on out there is absolutely
no way you will ever work there again. That is
what happened to me when I was a first year
medical student. The situation was so traumatizing that I just
up and walked out. I haven't decided to change my
major in order to avoid working in a hospital ever again,
and being a doctor had been my lifelong dream. It
(01:36):
was just after seven PM and I was working down
in the morgue with one of the two medical examiners.
For the purpose of the story, we'll call him Frank.
Frank was really good at his job. He noticed a
lot of things other examiners would have missed, which gave
the doctors in our hospital excellent information as to why
a patient had died. That has helped them save the
next person and gave our hospital one of the highest
(01:58):
savor rates in the entire nation. Frank and I were
just finishing up some paperwork before we were going home
for the evening, when all of a sudden, an awful
smell seemed to fill the room and force its way
up my nostrils. I admit, at first I thought Frank
had just had a really potent gas attack, But when
he looked over at me with the same accusatory stare
(02:18):
I'm sure I was giving him I had a sneaking
suspicion it wasn't him. Both of us were covering our
noses with our hands and went to the wall to
hit the exhaust fan to pull out the noxious smell.
I'd been around some pretty disgusting things in my time
in med school, but this was on another level. The
fan quickly came to life with a loud, whirring noise
as it did its best to bring in fresh air.
(02:40):
Almost two minutes passed, and from the few whiffs I
had taken, it didn't seem as if there had been
any improvement. I didn't know how this was possible, since
I'd been in this room when we needed it before,
and this was more than enough time for it to
do its job. As I stood there, I began to
hear something else with the fan going it was almost
inaudible that thumbing said seemed to be coming from somewhere
(03:01):
in the room. Frank seemed to be hearing it too,
since he was looking around trying to locate its source.
I asked Frank if it was possible that some animal
had gone trapped inside the air system, but he told
me that it was impossible since the more required a
separate and secure air circulation system given the possible air
particles that could contaminate the hospital. It was clear that
(03:24):
the fan was doing nothing to help our situation, so
I went over and hit the switch, killing the fan.
It also made the thumping noise much clearer and allowed
us to locate its source. To both of our surprises,
it was coming from one of the refrigerated drawers. When
I walked over to the drawer to read the tag,
I noticed the smell somehow got even more potent. Most importantly,
(03:48):
the banging coming from the other side of the door
was louder. The name belonged to an elderly woman who
had died the day before due to complications from pneumonia
if the refrigeration system had gone out, and might explain
the smell given the decomposation rate of the bodies. Still,
that didn't explain the knocking coming from inside. By then,
(04:10):
Frank was already by my side, a perplexed look plastered
on his face. He was obviously as stunned by this
whole thing as I was. Both of us put on
a couple of masks in hopes of keeping whatever microbes
were filling the air from infecting us. I think we
both knew we had opened the door, but I wasn't
in any hurry to figure out what was happening inside.
(04:31):
Frank was a senior here, so the task of actually
opening the door was on him. With a jerky yank,
the latch and the door flew open, but nothing happened.
I could clearly feel the cold air coming from inside,
and there was no concentrated smell of decap permeating from
it either. None of this made sense. I could see
the body lying face up, with the white sheet covering
(04:51):
her from head to toe. Nothing seemed to miss, but
I decided to pull her out and give her a
quick once over in case something was wrong. The metal
was freezing to the touch, but it slid out smoothly
then locked into place. None of that mattered, though, since
all I could focus on was the place on the
sheet covering the dead woman's mouth. It was moving up
and down, almost like she was breathing. Do you see that?
(05:13):
I asked him. The only response, though, was a few
slow nods of the head. This should be impossible, but
both of us were singing it with our own eyes.
If I hadn't been with someone I know, no one
would have believed me. Frank's hand shook as he reached
out to pull back the sheet. My own hand shot
out and grabbed it before he could, though, and her
(05:34):
eyes locked. An entire conversation happening in a matter of seconds.
I knew this was a bad idea, but he also
knew we had no choice. When I let go, he
took hold of the white fabric and slowly drew it back.
The first thing I noticed was her forehead. It was
nearly white from the blood settling in the lower half
(05:54):
of the body, which is normal after death. But how
could it appear as if she was breathing. Pulled the
sheet another few inches and I could see her mouth
was open in what appeared to be a silent scream.
I reached out to close it when what looks like
fifteen to twenty flies erupted from inside of her mouth,
followed by the most potent smell of rotten eggs I'd
(06:14):
ever experienced. It was so sudden and unexpected. Both of
us jumped back at least five feet. What I was
saying was impossible. The cold temperatures would have made it
impossible for the eggs to hatch, even if they had
been there. To make matters worse, I felt a gust
of air passed by me and towards the door, and
then everything went still. The smell was gone, and the
(06:34):
flies seemed to have vanished into thin air. To think
that the flying insects would have all found their way
out of the room so quickly was hard to believe.
If not impossible, did that just happen? I asked, but
Frank seemed too stunned to answer. I pushed the door
back in and slammed the door shut. The loud noise
jolted Frank back to reality, and he began looking around
(06:56):
as if unsure of where he was. To be honest,
not sure how I was able to keep myself together
to even shut the woman back inside. That night, When
I went home, I thought long and hard about what
I'd seen and experienced. It was something that I knew
would stick with me for a long time, if not
the rest of my life. To risk such things as
that happening on a regular basis wasn't something I was
(07:18):
really interested in, so I decided on going into teaching. Sure,
I spent a number of years wanting to be a doctor,
but if it meant avoiding some level and spirit, then
it was something I was more than willing to do.
And I am more than aware that nightmares are dreams too,
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast.
Speaker 2 (00:08):
Southy Nows is here with us.
Speaker 1 (00:11):
The podcast that brings you weekly true ghostly stories. In
this podcast, you'll delve into the depths of some of
the darkest paranormal experiences that cannot be defined by anything
(00:31):
less than truly haunting. Haunting. Now, sit back, relax, and
let's begin our journey into the mysterious and unknown.
Speaker 2 (00:57):
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast. I'm your host, eve
As Evans. Today we have another haunting story for you,
So sit back and relax, because ghost stories are next.
Speaker 3 (01:13):
Have you ever gone through something at a job and
you know that from there on out there is absolutely
no way you will ever work there again. That is
what happened to me when I was a first year
medical student. The situation was so traumatizing that I just
up and walked out. I haven't decided to change my
major in order to avoid working in a hospital ever again,
and being a doctor had been my lifelong dream. It
(01:36):
was just after seven PM and I was working down
in the morgue with one of the two medical examiners.
For the purpose of the story, we'll call him Frank.
Frank was really good at his job. He noticed a
lot of things other examiners would have missed, which gave
the doctors in our hospital excellent information as to why
a patient had died. That has helped them save the
next person and gave our hospital one of the highest
(01:58):
savor rates in the entire nation. Frank and I were
just finishing up some paperwork before we were going home
for the evening, when all of a sudden, an awful
smell seemed to fill the room and force its way
up my nostrils. I admit, at first I thought Frank
had just had a really potent gas attack, But when
he looked over at me with the same accusatory stare
(02:18):
I'm sure I was giving him I had a sneaking
suspicion it wasn't him. Both of us were covering our
noses with our hands and went to the wall to
hit the exhaust fan to pull out the noxious smell.
I'd been around some pretty disgusting things in my time
in med school, but this was on another level. The
fan quickly came to life with a loud, whirring noise
as it did its best to bring in fresh air.
(02:40):
Almost two minutes passed, and from the few whiffs I
had taken, it didn't seem as if there had been
any improvement. I didn't know how this was possible, since
I'd been in this room when we needed it before,
and this was more than enough time for it to
do its job. As I stood there, I began to
hear something else with the fan going it was almost
inaudible that thumbing said seemed to be coming from somewhere
(03:01):
in the room. Frank seemed to be hearing it too,
since he was looking around trying to locate its source.
I asked Frank if it was possible that some animal
had gone trapped inside the air system, but he told
me that it was impossible since the more required a
separate and secure air circulation system given the possible air
particles that could contaminate the hospital. It was clear that
(03:24):
the fan was doing nothing to help our situation, so
I went over and hit the switch, killing the fan.
It also made the thumping noise much clearer and allowed
us to locate its source. To both of our surprises,
it was coming from one of the refrigerated drawers. When
I walked over to the drawer to read the tag,
I noticed the smell somehow got even more potent. Most importantly,
(03:48):
the banging coming from the other side of the door
was louder. The name belonged to an elderly woman who
had died the day before due to complications from pneumonia
if the refrigeration system had gone out, and might explain
the smell given the decomposation rate of the bodies. Still,
that didn't explain the knocking coming from inside. By then,
(04:10):
Frank was already by my side, a perplexed look plastered
on his face. He was obviously as stunned by this
whole thing as I was. Both of us put on
a couple of masks in hopes of keeping whatever microbes
were filling the air from infecting us. I think we
both knew we had opened the door, but I wasn't
in any hurry to figure out what was happening inside.
(04:31):
Frank was a senior here, so the task of actually
opening the door was on him. With a jerky yank,
the latch and the door flew open, but nothing happened.
I could clearly feel the cold air coming from inside,
and there was no concentrated smell of decap permeating from
it either. None of this made sense. I could see
the body lying face up, with the white sheet covering
(04:51):
her from head to toe. Nothing seemed to miss, but
I decided to pull her out and give her a
quick once over in case something was wrong. The metal
was freezing to the touch, but it slid out smoothly
then locked into place. None of that mattered, though, since
all I could focus on was the place on the
sheet covering the dead woman's mouth. It was moving up
and down, almost like she was breathing. Do you see that?
(05:13):
I asked him. The only response, though, was a few
slow nods of the head. This should be impossible, but
both of us were singing it with our own eyes.
If I hadn't been with someone I know, no one
would have believed me. Frank's hand shook as he reached
out to pull back the sheet. My own hand shot
out and grabbed it before he could, though, and her
(05:34):
eyes locked. An entire conversation happening in a matter of seconds.
I knew this was a bad idea, but he also
knew we had no choice. When I let go, he
took hold of the white fabric and slowly drew it back.
The first thing I noticed was her forehead. It was
nearly white from the blood settling in the lower half
(05:54):
of the body, which is normal after death. But how
could it appear as if she was breathing. Pulled the
sheet another few inches and I could see her mouth
was open in what appeared to be a silent scream.
I reached out to close it when what looks like
fifteen to twenty flies erupted from inside of her mouth,
followed by the most potent smell of rotten eggs I'd
(06:14):
ever experienced. It was so sudden and unexpected. Both of
us jumped back at least five feet. What I was
saying was impossible. The cold temperatures would have made it
impossible for the eggs to hatch, even if they had
been there. To make matters worse, I felt a gust
of air passed by me and towards the door, and
then everything went still. The smell was gone, and the
(06:34):
flies seemed to have vanished into thin air. To think
that the flying insects would have all found their way
out of the room so quickly was hard to believe.
If not impossible, did that just happen? I asked, but
Frank seemed too stunned to answer. I pushed the door
back in and slammed the door shut. The loud noise
jolted Frank back to reality, and he began looking around
(06:56):
as if unsure of where he was. To be honest,
not sure how I was able to keep myself together
to even shut the woman back inside. That night, When
I went home, I thought long and hard about what
I'd seen and experienced. It was something that I knew
would stick with me for a long time, if not
the rest of my life. To risk such things as
that happening on a regular basis wasn't something I was
(07:18):
really interested in, so I decided on going into teaching. Sure,
I spent a number of years wanting to be a doctor,
but if it meant avoiding some level and spirit, then
it was something I was more than willing to do.
And I am more than aware that nightmares are dreams too,
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