Haunted Hospitals, Ghosts in ERs & Ambulances | Real Paranormal First Responder Stories (x339)

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If you had actually looked, you would have seen his spirit standing beside the car as the wife was being rolled into the ambulance.

You said we wouldn't cry.

I know. [laughter] [music and singing] Yeah. Very spooky.

Hey. Hey girl.

Hey girl. Hey ghoul. Hey.

Hey ghoul. Hey.

This is two girls one ghost.

Two girls one ghost. And we are your ghostesses. That is Karin.

Hello.

I am Sabrina. [clears throat] We have a quite a spooky topic.

Mhm.

And one.

Are you surprised? It's a it's a spooky podcast.

We don't like to cry over here. We do it once in a while.

Yeah. Yeah, we have a quota of about four times a year.

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Yeah. And even pushing it. [laughter]

Yeah, that's the max. When I say quota, we're not actually trying to hit that.

No, we're not. It happens.

That's what we allow ourselves to hit if it happens.

But yeah, this is one that people request quite often.

And so we love revisiting it. And it is haunted encounters from first responders, hospitals,

people who are first on the scene. Really?

Oh yeah. And there's there's a lot to choose from in this.

Yeah. people who are helping other people try to stay alive.

Should I go first?

my weird paramedic sister

Yes.

Okay. This is from our listener Ryan and it is called My Weird Paramedic Sister. Hey Karen and Sabrina.

What it just like to me immediately I was transported back into a time I didn't even live in like the 70s and 80s and I feel like that would be the title of one of those books that's like a YA spooky

Trixie Beldin. I've never heard of Trixie.

Oh, that's what I was picturing. It's like The Secret of the Mansion.

Also, why do you know so much about books in the 70s? [laughter]

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You weren't even alive.

Um, because my mom read them.

Did you [clears throat] read them, too? Because your mom read them.

Uh, I did read a couple of them. Yeah. She had saved some of her favorites and I read them when I was young.

Okay. Well, picture Trixie, my weird paramedic sister. [laughter] My name is Ryan and I'm from a small town in Ontario. I'm the baby of the family at the ripe age of 21. I have two older sisters, one named Maya and the other Quinley. I've just started listening to your podcast. Uh, but Maya and Quinn have been listening for years. Pyramid scheme. Hey.

Um, we're huge fans and I've been bugging Maya to email you guys about some of her stories. But she always says maybe someday. So, I have decided to take matters into my own hands with her permission. She said, and I quote, "Knock yourself out." So, I have a couple of stories.

Sometimes you need friends like that or Well, you can be friends with your

That's true. That's true. [laughter]

Or your friends can be like sisters.

That's true.

So, I have a couple of stories for you ladies, but I'll give you some background info first. My sister Maya is

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24 years old and has been a paramedic for approximately 4 years. I've always called her weird, but that's just because she freaks me out with how in tune she is with the other side. From a young age, she has been able to tell when something is present, when something's around. We could be anywhere, literally driving or in our home or entering new spaces and she'd be like, "I feel weird." And I'm like, "What do you mean you feel weird?" And she would tell me she'd get this feeling of a sudden cool breeze and all the hair on the back of her neck would stand up. Every time she got this feeling, something unexplainable would happen, which as frightened kids, we would try to make excuses for, but as we've gotten older, we know what it is.

As we got older, she started to see things out of the corner of her eye. She would hear footsteps walking not only across the floor but up walls.

A come again. This is so beyond

I know

what I was expecting. [laughter] [gasps]

This is creepy.

She also would sometimes feel things touching her or would feel someone lying

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down beside her. I've only had a couple experiences with spirits around her, so I know when she gets this weird feeling to run in the other direction. Death has also always followed Maya around. Every animal we have ever had or our grandparents have literally died near her as if they're waiting for her to be there before they die.

Gosh,

they feel safe around her. She helps usher them onto the other side.

Okay, this is a book from the 70s. This is a YA. Like, she is such a star.

She's a witch.

You're a witch, Harry.

You're a witch, Maya. So, she never wanted to be a paramedic. She actually didn't even apply for the programs. She applied to multiple nursing programs, but one day she got an email randomly saying that she was accepted into the paramedic program without ever applying.

That's bizarre.

She took it as fate.

Meant to be.

And she accepted it.

Hey, that's like me when I got thrown in as a theater major in uh at LMU.

It was to meet me.

It was to meet you.

Yeah.

Okay. But this is very different. This is like a nurse to paramedic.

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Yeah.

I feel like these programs don't just

No.

Throw you into a new one. Like it's all or nothing. That's what happened. To this day, we still don't know how this mixup occurred, but she now knows the profession was literally meant for her. It's fate. Okay, so story number one, the medium. There is this absolutely amazing medium named Dorothy Turk. Seriously, look her up. She's so cool. I'm going to

Yeah. All right. Kind of a harder Google search than expected. If someone has a photo of Dorothy, we need to see it.

Actually, I think it might be this the person who's also the artist.

Yeah, I believe that. Yeah. Okay, we found her. Okay, so my sister and my mom went to see Dorothy when Maya was just finishing the end of her schooling in a placement. The previous week had been really hard for my sister Maya with some pretty terrible calls that were weighing pretty heavily on her. Upon meeting Dorothy, Maya thought she would hear about some of our relatives that had passed on. But you know, that would be it until Dorothy immediately looked at her and said, "You're a paramedic, right?" [laughter]

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To which my sister responded,

you know that about people?

Yes. Okay, that's strange. How did she know that? But whatever, moving on. Dorothy continues, "You were at that terrible accident on the highway the other day." And at this point, Maya is like stunned into complete silence, just nodding along. One of her calls the previous week had been responding to an accident on the 401 highway, and a transport with a load of logs had literally flipped onto its side. All of the logs and part of the transport had crushed another vehicle.

Oh my gosh.

And inside the car were a husband and wife. Meer and her crew had tended to the wife because the husband was pronounced dead on the scene. As a student, some of the more experienced paramedics actually approached the car, and she dealt with preparing the back of the ambulance. When she finished, she waited outside the ambulance, looking at the scene as the wife was being rolled over on a stretcher. She felt the hair stand on her neck, but ignored it and hopped into the ambulance. The wife was in very rough shape, but she survived that day because Maya and her team. Dorothy took a moment, looked at Maya,

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and said, "I have a gentleman here who wants to say thank you for saving his wife."

"Stop. You said we wouldn't cry."

I know. [laughter] Well, the other ones are scarier.

The man continued to say, "If you had actually looked, you would have seen his spirit standing beside the car as the wife was being rolled into the ambulance."

"Oh my god, [sighs]

that was the chill she felt after that conversation." grow up like I can't even imagine going through this.

So sad. After that conversation, she went on to say that Maya is in the profession she was meant to be in and that all she needs to do is open herself up and she will see a lot more. She warned her though that it is really hard once you do open yourself to come to terms and to set boundaries and spirits.

Good warning. It's like only open up if you are ready.

If Yeah. If you're ready to set boundaries. If you're not good at setting boundaries, don't open yourself up to the to even more people.

Right. Okay, story two, the haunted paramedic base. There are eight bases in the county where my sister works. A

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couple of them have phantom noises, but it's not anything you can't just chalk up to being an old building. But there is one base where things cannot be explained out of being simply just paranormal.

No one knows why or who haunts it, but there is an entity that enjoys sitting in the office of the base when the crew is in the lounge room. This is where the ghost is most often heard. Rolling across the room on a rolling chair and typing obnoxiously.

Wait, I love that.

You're just playing the part. It's

like a prankster ghost. Like just pushing yourself.

They're like, "Let's see what this work."

One day, they go really slow. They pretend they work at the DMV.

You're just role playing every day. But of course, when anyone goes to check when they hear these noises, nothing and no one is there. Once Maya could not sleep, so she was cleaning the ambulance, and she had the main door open from the kitchen lounge area to the garage where the ambulance was. She was in the back of the ambulance wiping everything down when she saw someone walk past one of the open doors of the ambulance. Thinking it was her partner

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for the night, she ignored it. That is until that person kept walking past again and again and again, like doing circles around the ambulance. So, she got out to ask what the heck her partner was doing when she saw no one was there. So, she walked into the main area and found her partner asleep in a recliner. She was alone. The ghost also enjoys sleeping people. What? Oh, okay. Yeah, that's how it was read written. Sleeping people. It likes sleeping people.

It likes when people are sleeping.

Yep. It not only likes to watch you sleep, but it likes to go into people's dreams. Yeah. One girl my sister works with refuses to work there because she has the same reoccurring dream when she sleeps there. Picture this. You're sleeping on a cot and you wake up or so you think to an old woman sitting on your chest shaking your shoulder saying wake up you have to save someone.

Oh wow.

Which is also really scary.

Yeah. Like she has to be sitting on your chest.

An old lady like crouched on top of you.

Well, that makes me think there's like a

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trauma incident related to an accident that they had attended to

and the spirit's like confused.

Yeah. Oh, that's really sad. Even in her dream, she's being told to go to work.

I know. Um, then you wake up for real. The room is silent and there's no old lady. And then 10 seconds after you wake up, the dispatch alarm goes off signaling you have a call. Then you go to the call and it's one of the worst ones you've ever been to. This happened to this one girl. Every time she stayed there. So it was like every time she went to sleep, she would wake up with the like old lady on her

and then have a really crazy serious call.

Which almost makes me think that the woman is trying to wake her up before the alarm wakes her up.

Mhm. like she knows.

She knows what's about to happen or what [clears throat] just happened.

Jeez. Also scary. One night, my sister was working with her work BFF, who we will call Sam for this story. They were working a night shift at the creepy base, and they were both sleeping when they got a call. As they were leaving, Sam looked a little freaked out. And Maya asked her what was wrong. Sam

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replied, "Nothing. I'm just having a very super weird vivid dream of an old lady in a house filling with blood." Whatever. They continued on with their call.

Whatever.

They were responding to an older lady who had fallen. They arrived at the house and Sam was weirdly silent. They knocked on the door, entered the house, and they found the lady in her bedroom. They helped her up and got her on the stretcher. And as they loaded her, they noticed that she had been bleeding quite a bit. And at that very second, the house started to flood. By the time they had her all strapped in and started to roll her out, there were literal puddles in the house. Her son showed up to start taking care of the mystery league and they were on their way. But Sam was ghostly white when leaving. After dropping the lady at the hospital, Sam turned to Maya and said, "That was my dream. That was the house.

That was the woman. That was the flooding."

It's like everyone around her is also experiencing,

but it's only happening at this one base.

Oh yeah.

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Like a spirit is giving these premonitions to everyone.

There's something weird. Some weird. Is it just the spirit or is it like just a whole weird portal?

I don't know. But Ryan says Sam and Maya didn't speak about it again.

I understand that you see so much stuff. It's like if you keep ruminating on everything that happens, how are you going to survive that career?

It's so tough. Um, I love you guys. Thanks for letting me share some of my sister's stories with you guys. I love the paranormal, but I'm such a wuss, which is why I often call Maya weird or strange. She is my best friend. I am in awe of her. Don't let the way I describe her fool you. [laughter] If you do share some of my stories, could you give a little shout out to the first responders out there? They are literal angels on earth. They do so much good, but also see so much bad.

Yeah,

agreed. Shout out to everyone who's listening and a first responder.

More than a shout out. We're literally theming an an entire episode for these people.

See you on the other side, Ryan.

Wow, that is um

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intense. very intense

and a very intense job to be psychically open,

right,

with and then like not even in dreams can you escape

which makes me kind of sad that like there when do you get to relax? When can how do you unwind?

That's a good question.

I guess you don't.

Yeah, I can't imagine the things that you see that and the job where you're online and you have to it's like what is it called where you're like content control? No, no, no. the people who like literally on Facebook and things.

Oh yeah, they have Oh god.

are sitting in a dark room like monitoring and watching videos to make sure.

Okay, it's just going to be like a penis or something. But like it's really graphic stuff.

There's like torture. Like

how do murder?

Like can we catch the people? Can we stop it?

How to catch a predator? It's disturbing.

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and support with Honey Love. Okay, this was titled First Responder Tales.

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Hello, ghostases. First, I will admit it took me way longer than I should have defined your podcast, but thank you to the ladies at Morbid. Hey,

well, we're glad you're here now.

I was listening to your first responders and guardian angels encounters episode the other day, which was number 277, and it spoke to me. I've been working in the criminal justice field for the past 12 years between law enforcement, detentions, community corrections, and now the re-entry area. I don't know what that is. Me neither. But I've definitely had some interesting experiences. So, I'm going to share a few of my stories with you as well as one for my dad who is a now retired detention officer. And yeah, that one was scary as [ __ ] Okay, you can refer to me as a my dad was in law enforcement and his dad was in law enforcement. Police work is definitely a family trait. I never did get to meet my grandpa. He was killed several years

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before I was born when the driver of a semi-truck passed out behind the wheel of his rig

and hit my grandfather who'd been stopped on the side of the road trying to fix his broken down vehicle.

It killed him instantly.

I'm sorry. It's so tragic.

My dad was still a teenager at that point and he was obviously devastated. I'm just so grateful my dad wasn't physically there when it happened.

Yeah.

Needless to say, everyone in the family, including me, gets a bit tense when we're driving next to semis. Anyway, I started my career in law enforcement in my mid20s at a small rural sheriff's department in the western half of the US. This was not the same state where I was born and raised or where my dad and grandpa worked. My beat area was remote. The weather in the winter was extremely hazardous. Think like hurricane force winds blowing snow and ice across the roads, creating ground blizzards. Jeez. on one such crapacular winter day. [laughter] My beat partner, what? Okay, I'm learning new terms.

Like your beat is like your area.

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Okay.

You watch cop shows.

All right. Yeah, Google doesn't even know, but Sabrina understands the lingo. Okay. My beat partner and I were called to report a one vehicle rollover crash about 15 mi outside of town on a stretch of roadway that we knew to be especially hazardous. So, we each jumped in our respective vehicles and began to head out. Not all sure what the road conditions would actually be like on our track. Turns out once we got about five miles outside of town, it was completely a white out. Like I was driving by Braille, as I put it, feeling the rumble strips on the side of the road to actually make sure that I was still on the road.

That's horrifying.

I couldn't see the hood of my truck. And to make matters worse, it was quite evident that the roads were covered with a thick sheet of ice, polished smooth by the wind. And I was actually dependent on these rumble strips to maint. So this was definitely one of those cases where I was seriously reconsidering all of my decision-m paradigms that had led me to this point in my life. Maybe I should have just

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pursued an office job. But some folks needed help and we had no idea if this person was injured or not. So I kept plugging along as fast as I could without completely losing control of my unit. After all, this was far from the first time that I driven in this type of circumstance. But I would not wish it on my worst enemy. It was very unpleasant. And I had a system for maintaining control of my vehicle. Unfortunately, that system didn't last long because at one point the rumble strips either stopped or were so impacted with ice that their existence became irrelevant. Jeez. I started to spin out and I ended up crossing the median and entering the oncoming lane. Obviously, that's not recommended. [laughter] The good news is that there wasn't anyone in that section of roadway at that exact point in time. The bad news, I saw headlights, so someone was coming and there wasn't much I could do about my truck and myself who were essentially ice skating down the road.

Jeez.

And even worse news, I recognized the

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headlight pattern as belonging to a semi-truck.

They're saying they couldn't even see the hood of their own car while driving. Like the semi-truck is not going to be able to see. That's so scary. I mean, at what point also do they say like, "Sorry, we can't come out and help you."

I don't know that they do.

I know that they do cuz my family was on a lake one time. I guess like marine patrol is different. We were told, "Good luck. Hope you survive."

That's crazy.

Yeah, we did. [laughter]

You're here today.

Oh god. It was actually a traumatic experience.

I've never heard this story.

Yes, you have.

Have I? The swells were like eight or nine feet and there was thunder and lightning coming down

and the like lake patrol was like we can't come out. It's too dangerous. Like good luck.

Okay. That Yeah, I have heard we're like on bodies of water. Yeah, they don't.

And like literally everyone thought we were going to die. It was so dangerous. We were with another family [clears throat] and so the dad, the teenage son of that family and my dad were up with hail coming down on them with like 8ft swells trying to navigate

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the boat with like zero visibility

and my mom, the other mom, me and my brother and there was like one other little boy. Our parents told us to put on our life jackets and go to sleep cuz they thought we were going to drown.

So scary.

Yeah. But you survived.

Anyway, my truck was sideways. The hood was pointing to the west and this was a north south highway. So basically there was absolutely no traction. I was literally just sliding towards the southbound semi-truck with absolutely no control, no option to correct myself. I'm staring into the skid like they say you always should do, but that would have done nothing. And punching the gas hoping to go into the ditch was useless because you need traction for that. So I just remember hoping that I would go as quickly as my grandpa did when he was killed. I was hoping that it would be instantaneous and I was hoping my dad wouldn't completely lose it when he found out that he would now have lost his only daughter in the crash, too. And just when I could actually see the truck and see it so closely that I could see the front license plate and state where it was from, which was Kansas, I felt a

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sensation like someone was grabbing, pulling on my right shoulder. Except I was alone in the patrol unit. But that wasn't it. My truck also started moving straight backwards like someone had put it in reverse and hit the gas. Except I most definitely had not shifted gears and again there was no traction. My truck somehow moved back to the original lane of travel. The semi rumbled by seemingly unaware of how close we had just come to the disaster. [snorts]

Grandpa, is that you?

How wild. Oh my gosh. Full body chills. It's like down to my toes and on my scalp. I have goosebumps. I was able to continue my drive. I made it to the call. I can't believe you continued to the call. I was only a few minutes behind my partner. Nobody was hurt. We returned to our station and I carried on with the rest of my shift. Grateful to be alive and that I had not [ __ ] my pants during this near-death experience and that you hadn't died.

That's insane, right? I've talked to

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state troopers who were crash recreationists. Whoa, I struggle through that word. And they've all told me that there's absolutely no reason why my truck could have gone straight back like that.

It violates all laws of physics. And the only thing I can think of was it was my grandpa.

He has to be my guardian angel.

He saw what was happening and he protected me that day. And to this day, I still chat with grandpa on my drives even when the weather's nice.

A for my second story, I'll lay out a bit of context. The sheriff's office where I worked had a bunch of offices for its patrol deputies in the basement of an old courthouse that was built in the 1930s. The courthouse was four levels, including the basement. And the very top level was the old jail. You could not reach the jail except through two ways. Either a staircase that could only be accessed from a secured portion of the courthouse or via the old crusty ass elevator that required a special key.

The elevator is for sure haunted.

Oh my gosh. Does it even work? Like I

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would be terrified to take

That's how I feel about my elevator in my

try to scale the side of the building than take an old elevator and get stuck in it.

I wouldn't. [laughter]

I'll take the elevator.

When I started, everyone at work at the courthouse explained that the building was not only a labyrinth, but it was also haunted AF. My training officers would swear that you could hear footsteps at night if you went there to type out reports. They insisted that back in the day there was an inmate who had died by suicide in the upstairs jail and he was the one who was responsible for haunting the building.

And it's [clears throat] not that I didn't believe them, but many of my training officers were pranksters and they relished any opportunity to engage in a shenanigan. So I was like, "Okay, this is just all talk." Fast forward 5 years. I'm now on the power shift on duty at 8:00 p.m. and hopefully going home at 4:00 a.m.

The power shift.

Power shift.

Power through it. Power through the night. My home girl, a dispatcher, she's also on duty, too. She's working in the comm center at the new jail about a mile and some change away from the old

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courthouse/jail/ offices. And I check out at the courthouse for reports at about 2:30 hours. Okay. Wait, does that mean 2:30 a.m. or is that like 2 and 1 half hours into your shift?

I don't know.

It's either 10:30 or it's 2:30. We're not really sure. [snorts]

Okay. So, when I pull into the parking lot, it's quite obvious that I'm there alone. The doors are secured. No vehicles are around. All the lights are off. And I walk through the back entrance down the stairs, unlock the door to the deputy's offices. I turn on the lights and then I sit down at my desk to get to work. I'm mid-report and I hear footsteps upstairs. Strange because I a didn't hear anyone check out over the radio and b didn't hear the door from the outside open or close. And also c I was the only one on the shift at the time. So I messaged my friend and I asked her who was here. She said nobody. from what she could see on the cameras, I was alone. So, I was like, "What the [ __ ] Did someone just break into the courthouse?"

A ghost.

So, I called a guy from the local PD to come help me clear the courthouse and we

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found nobody. So, then I go back to my tippity typing doing my reports. I'm annoyed, but I'm also slightly embarrassed that I called a city cop for seemingly nothing. And then the footsteps again, except this time they were in the hallway outside between the lobby door and the elevator door. I heard the elevator doors open and then ding.

And these are elevators you need a key to use

specific. Yeah. And I she said earlier, which I didn't read the sentence, but like this the keys are specifically kept in the sheriff's office. So it's not just like anyone can grab the key off the wall

unless you're a ghost.

Uhhuh.

You use your little ghost finger. [laughter]

I cannot stress enough, this should not have happened without the special key.

Mhm.

So I got the f out of there. I went immediately to dispatch. I told my friend what had just happened. She swore no one else was with me, but apparently there is a ghost. We sat for a while and watched the security cameras just in case something got picked up, but we never saw anything. I asked our maintenance guy if there was any reason why the elevator would move like that.

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He said, "No, it can only move by selecting a floor and using the key if you're trying to get up to the jail." So, yeah, we had a ghost jailbreak. I love that. My next story happened around this time last year. I'd gone back to working in the jail due to some health stuff. Different agency in a different state. Still relatively rural, but not as Mayberryesque as my last agency.

What does Mayberry ask?

I don't know. We're learning so [laughter] much.

Why are you so smart? And why are we so dumb? [laughter] Wait, now I

There are five sentences. I got to Google something.

Mayberryesque.

Is it an old like shell?

Oh, Andy Griffith's hometown. Fictional town of Mayberry has made its present felt in other destinations. [laughter] Okay, we're left with more questions. I was working an overnight jail shift in the booking area when an officer from the local PD brings a male arresty in. No big deal, totally normal. He had just come from getting his arresty cleared for incarceration at the hospital. And

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this is also totally normal. The officer, who I'd come to know quite well, looked a bit weirded out, more so than usual. The officer was normally very good with his arrestes. No matter how drunk or high or pissed off they were, he was a very good cop, super chill, super respectful to everyone. But that night, he seemed off. He seemed like he had seen something bad. This dude that he arrested was drunk. The guy was talking non-stop, but generally pretty compliant, despite rambling incoherently about all sorts of things that very intoxicated folks tend to ramble about. I got the intake done on him while the officer finished his booking paperwork. Then I got him into his cell to sleep it off before court in the morning. Before the officer left, I asked him, "You okay, dude?" He sighed and hesitated before saying, "Yeah." And I thought that that was going to be it, but he continued.

I love when you tell when people tell stories

cuz he could have just kept it to himself and been like shook it by it.

I got to go home. He said he arrested this guy earlier in the evening for a misdemeanor and took him to the hospital due to his level of intoxication. He

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said he was rambling nonsense just like he was earlier. But the entire time he seemed really out of it, so he wanted to get him checked out to make sure there wasn't more to this guy situation besides just being drunk. He was waiting with this guy in the ER. Dude was still yapping when all of a sudden the guy just stops, gets dead serious, looks at the officer right in his eyes, and says, "Your grandmother wants you to know that she's extremely proud of you and she loves you." And then he goes right back into his drunken ramblings and nothing happened.

It's not as scary as I thought. I thought it was going to be like a really scary like so and so is going to kill [laughter] you tonight.

Yeah,

you have seven days.

Yeah.

Turns out the officer's grandmother had passed away just a few weeks prior to this incident before he had been able to say goodbye. They had been extremely close and it had really bothered him that he didn't make it to see her before she had passed.

Oh my gosh.

So, he was really shaken by that. This random dude who he'd never met before, who he never mentioned any personal details to, just perfectly relays a relevant message to him, seemingly out

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of the blue,

and then goes back to drunken rambling. Like, does this guy even remember? Was that even him?

No.

Was he just used as a vessel for a second?

Wow.

I can't help but wonder if this guy's a legit medium and has maybe some trouble coping with his abilities and that's why he drinks.

That could be true.

I don't know. Well, he got released the next morning. Haven't seen him since. And finally, as promised, the creepiest story that my dad sort of witnessed secondhand and has video footage of, but I cannot share it because it's from a secure facility. But first, some context. At the time of the incident, my dad was working as a sergeant in a women's detention center, aka Joe. Most of the deputies he supervised were female, but not all of them. I got to meet a few of the ladies, and they're all standup folks, very dedicated to their jobs. Prior to this building being a jail, the facility had been, much to the shock of absolutely nobody, a psychiatric hospital because, of course,

I don't know much about that time period, but my dad learned when he

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worked there that this was a relatively small facility and was a psych hospital in the 1960s and 1970s, but now due to its age, it needed some renovations. For clarity, my dad was working the nights when this incident happened, but he was not an eyewitness. He read reports and then he reviewed the camera footage. This makes me wonder how many freaking reports there are that exist. I don't even know the the scenario yet, but how many are there that exist of paranormal encounters within facilities, within departments that just sit filed away that no one will ever know about,

right? Especially because of like the video footage. If you can't capture anything, if there's nothing, you're like, "Okay, well, this is

Well, this has video footage, but shared

right." A particular female inmate had been causing a ruckus in the holding area. She was dressed in a turtle suit, which is a suicide prevention smok. It's big. It's green. It's quilted. Inmates have to wear it when they threaten to harm themselves. It's made from a thick

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material that supposedly makes it impossible to fashion something to harm yourself. I don't know exactly what she was doing that caused the issue, but this is not relevant. A team of about three deputies had to pull her from her cell at taser point and ordered her to lay down on the ground. When I watched the video, I saw this woman laying on her belly on a waxed concrete floor of this jail with her arms out to her side in a tea position. The three female deputies were issuing commands to her, but no one was physically touching her. They're all standing maybe a good 3 ft away from her. You can't hear what's being said, but from my experience, I assume they're getting ready to tell her to put her hands behind her back and face away from them so they can move to restrain her. Only they never get that far because suddenly this woman's long hair stands up straight.

An unlaying force is grabbing her hair. Then she slides completely 90° to the point where she's now parallel to to the wall. All of this without moving her

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body at all. It was like she was being dragged by a ghost or some sort of entity and dragged by her hair. The deputies, you can see their panic. They all jump back cuz they're not expecting it. So unless this lady has the ability to crawl on her belly like a snake without moving her arms, legs, or torso in any perceivable way

and defy physics with her hair standing.

Yeah. Something else moved her. One of those deputies requested to transfer to another facility the next day.

My dad's no stranger to paranormal events in this facility. He said he has heard mimics, seen shadow people, had other experiences, but this was the most obvious and shocking event that has ever happened during his time of working there. He never experienced anything obviously malevolent, but this situation definitely freaked him out because who just drags someone by their hair? That is definitely not a Casper the friendly ghost go-to move.

No. And that's like really physical.

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Like I'm so curious what the woman who was being physically dragged by a spirit what her account of it would be.

Right. And that makes me think that like that's not like whatever was going on with her.

Right.

It seems like she was like possessed.

Or is there like a spirit of like a doctor from like the psychiatric days who did used to treat patients that way?

Yeah. She's mad. She's mad. Like whatever. Yeah. Horrible. Horrible.

Oh my god. But also like her dad did see mimics and shadow people and a bunch of other experiences. So it makes me wonder what the inmates are battling

every day. Yeah. Jeez.

Take care. Be safe.

Sincerely. A [gasps]

Hey a well you have been through a lot and we're glad that you survived that car accident that our like near tragic accident. Thank goodness grandpa's watching you. Yeah. This is wild. This is why this topic is so interesting because first responders see so much both paranormally and just also

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tragically tragically.

But then also some like really beautiful things too, you know.

Mhm.

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haunted ghost or demon living on the surgical floor

demons. Great. Yeah. So, this is from a listener, Roxy. And yeah, it's called Haunted Ghost or Demon Living on the Surgical Floor. Oh boy, I hate hospitals. Hi, I have some ghost stories from when I worked at the hospital back in 2015. And let me tell you, things got creepy. I used to work as a patient access specialist, which is a fancy name for registration, in a hospital about an hour west from Chicago. The old hospital had been demolished back in 2007, and the new one was built on the same land.

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Clearly, no one has ever been warned about tearing down haunted places. Bad move, bro. But anyway, that's what happened. And I started working there in 2015. I started off as second shift. Not much happened during the day, or at least I didn't notice. Once I got asked to do a few overnight shifts, that is when I realized how alive the hospital became after dark. Dang, it's the overnight shifts. So, if you have ever worked overnight at a hospital, you know that it can be a hit or miss. You can either have zero patients or you can have a full house. On the quiet days, I would be so bored out of my mind. I would bring my iPad and watch Netflix in the office or work on other projects. One day, I was working and there was nothing to do and I was bored and I had already watched enough Netflix. So, I decided to go for a walk around the hospital. Big mistake. I told the change nurse that I was going back to our main office in outpatient services to get some paperwork that was located down the hall from the back of the ER. I had my phone with me in case they needed me to come back right away. So, I must have had some type of aneurysm because my

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first instinct was to start in the basement. Like, who does that?

Well, but in your defense, clear the scariest spot first

and like work your way from bottom to top. Yeah, it makes sense. But also, maybe a spirit kind of put that idea in your head. So, my dumbass decides to go down to the basement and I use the staircase. I start my walk by the cafeteria. Nothing too bad. I continue towards where the conference room starts. And then I turn to go down the hall towards the double doors that lead to the hallway that holds the phabbotomy lab, the science lab, offices, the morg, and maintenance and housekeeping. I love phabbotomy as a word. Like there's something so satisfying saying it about saying it.

It's like you get to say every sound at once.

Wow. I like I'm experiencing like color. [laughter] I'm excited. I proceeded towards the double door and that's when it started. At first everything was fine and then all of a sudden I heard something faint like tapping. I was trying so hard to figure out where it was coming from and the more I looked

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the sound got louder and louder. As it grew closer it started to sound like heels like someone walking. I was so confused because I was the only one down there. I checked every office and room I had access to and nothing could make sense of this noise. I tapped on the pipes, the floors, the elevators, the doors. Nothing matched it. So, I got uncomfortable and I hurried my way down the hall and I went the wrong way and ended up right in front of the morg. I didn't think too much of it until I started to hear whispers.

Whispers from the morg. It sounded like someone was lost and trying to get out. And what was creepier is that it was coming from the other side of the door of the morg.

It's so creepy, but at the same time, I'm like, I'm so sad because this means someone very recently passed

when they're confused. Like, if it if the instinct that Roxy has is that they're lost and trying to get out.

Mhm.

I did a hard nope and I ran out of there up the stairs and I decided that the second floor wasn't too bad. So, I'll go up there and finish my walk. Now, there are two wings on each floor and the ICU

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is on that same side. The surgical wing and the OB wing were on the opposite side of the building and those are sealed off and closed to anyone unless you have access or are visiting someone specifically. So, I decided to walk through the wings first because I knew there would be other people there and I could say hi to the nurses. Once I did that, I went towards the surgical wing. So, I was walking down a hall and I noticed at the end of the hall there were absolutely no lights on. Like all the emergency lights were on except for the ones at the end of the hall. It was pitch black down at the end of the hall in a corner. So, I had a decision to make. I either go back, I go around this hallway, or I go through it. Can you guess which one I picked? [laughter] I went down the hall. And as I was walking down, it seemed like it was taking forever to walk through it. Then, slam crash. I looked around to see what the hell that was, but I didn't see anything. I picked up the pace and then I heard it again. Slam, crash. I started sweating. It felt like it was 110° in

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there, but I was also so cold. And then I heard it, a growl coming from the hall where the surgical rooms were.

Oh, that is not what I was expecting.

This is the area that was pitch black. And this growl was getting louder and louder. I knew I needed to leave. Now, I spun around and ran as fast as I could. I tripped God knows how many times, but I finally got back to the main hallway where the lights and the elevator were. The door slammed shut on my way out, and I didn't go back. Every time I would walk on the second floor, I would stay clear of that side of the building. I do not know what it was, but it felt demonic and it felt like it did not want me there. Like it had turned the lights off on purpose to try to dissuade me from going that way. Damn. I had nightmares for weeks after that and couldn't get that growl out of my head. It was the most inhuman thing I'd ever heard. A few months later, I decided to start telling one of the ladies I was working with what happened. And midstory, her face went pale and she fell dead silent. I turned around to look at her and she was white as a sheet. I asked, "Oh my god, Lisa, are you okay?" And she had this hollow look

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in her eyes and before I had even told her I heard the growl, she paused and asked me, "Did you hear the growl too?" [sighs and gasps] I had not said anything about that. Needless to say, I stopped working.

Was racing.

I know. It's so scary. I stopped working many overnights and went to first shift. my heart and anxiety couldn't handle it, which

volume of the feeling the heart thing right now,

which is lucky that she was able to pick that because I feel like a lot of people who work in hospitals have to like are mandated to work at least one overnight,

right?

That hospital always gave me the creeps and still does to this day. My husband now works there as a security training officer, and I truly could write a book about everything that has happened to him and his team. From a walkietalkie going off on its own, voices calling for one another when you come to find out that that person isn't even on shift, things being thrown, so much more. I'll have to have him write them down and send them your way. See you on the other side, Roxy. Damn, it feels like there it was one moment but two paranormal experiences cuz I feel like the person confused in the morg is totally

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different than the growl

coming from the surgical room. But I am also curious if when Roxy was walking down that hallway and it felt like it was taking forever

if she got kind of a moment of what that spirit who had passed in the morg was feeling where it's like it's super disorienting.

You're like where am I? Why is it why do I keep walking but I'm never going anywhere? Also, why is there a demon in the surgical wing? And what do the surgeons experience? Because,

well, is it because when it was a psychiatric facility? It

wasn't a psychiatric facility.

Oh, I'm mixing up my story. All of the first responder stories are now the same thing for me.

It was a hospital that was then knocked down and then rebuilt. A new one was built on top. Both hospitals,

but I don't know. That's not to say something shady didn't happen.

Sure. Sure. I mean, there's a lot of medical abuse in the world, but Yeah. Like cuz I I would understand why a demon would lurk in a basement, but what about the surgical offices or surgical rooms?

Is its attraction? Or maybe it's there

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at night because no one's usually there.

Yeah.

And it does its evil doings.

We're not going to pretend we understand demons.

I don't know why it's there.

We hardly understand humans as we started this episode with.

Maybe it's just someone's familiar. One of the doctors is a witch.

Has just like a demonic growling entity that she stores at the

kitty cat. [laughter]

Her little gremlin stays there overnight. Helps her through the surgeries in the morning.

Sure.

That's my version of events.

Yeah. Spin. Good spin.

police and EMT stories

Okay. I have one from Christina and it is called police and EMT stories

on the very direct.

Love it.

Hello fellow ghostesses. My name is Christina and I'm a mom of two. I have an eight-year-old and one three-w weekek old

baby.

Damn, look at you sending an email three weeks postpartum.

I found you guys from another podcast and I became hooked. I relate so much to you. I also live in New England. I'm a new mom. Again, I'm also a ghost hunter, a witch. You're one of us sensitive.

I have many stories. However, today I

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would like to share my husband's stories.

I just listened to your EMT episode and I have one of his stories. However, he is not an EMT. He's a police officer. My husband was a rookie on the force with the NYPD back in 2009. He had seen a lot. However, his encounter with his first DOA left a mark.

That mean sad

for those we know things. We know some terms, [laughter]

but Christina just said if you don't know, that means dead on arrival. Let me say he's also a sensitive and he has his own paranormal group as well. For this call, he was told that he had to go sit at the body, meaning that someone called in a smell and asked for someone to come check it out, and they found a body. O, it ended up being natural causes and nothing more sinister. Once he got to the home, he saw an older woman who had passed from a heart attack in her bed.

She was still clutching the blanket and rigor mortise had already set in. He was told to brew a fresh cup of coffee to mask the smell. He did. It worked. He

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called me at 2:30 a.m. and he was losing it. He told me he was now sitting outside of the home because the bed that the woman was in started creaking. [gasps]

Now, I know this can happen with bodies. They can still move postmortem.

I know like the bloating and stuff causes Yeah.

But that is not what happened. He said he started seeing things move in the home. He could hear things being shuffled around.

Oh, I'm I have chills. Needless to say, when the funeral home director arrived, he wasted no time. He got out as soon as he possibly could.

He's like, "Great, you're here. Bye. I'm done."

Yeah. [laughter] Okay. You're here for the body. Bye.

To this day, he still talks about it, and it really freaks him out. I have so many more stories to share from him and myself, but I had to tell you this one first. Next up, I'll tell you my exorcism stories, hauntings, full body apparitions, and more. See you on the other side, Christina. Damn. Also like seeing that on your own, like going to that by yourself, not having anyone else

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to like witness it with you.

That's another another topic I would love to do is like funeral director specific stories. I just don't think we have enough of them.

So if you work in a morg or in a funeral home of some type,

please email us your experiences because I think that would I I'm sure you have a lot.

I can't even imagine how many.

Yeah.

Do people even remember at this point? Like is it just a daily occurrence?

Right. Remember there was an email from a listener who found like a rental and they were like renting out an apartment that was attached to a funeral.

Oh yeah, I really do remember that.

Yeah. And they also experienced a lot of hauntings.

Yeah.

kid's ghost in the hospital

Anyway, okay. I have one more and this is called Kids Ghosts in the Hospital and it's from Anna from Italy. I'm 20 years old and I'm currently studying medicine but last year I spent a year in nursing school. During that time, we had to complete two months of clinical training. And I spent one of those months working in a hospital unit. I'm

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not sure if there's an exact equivalent in the US, so I don't really know how to translate it properly, but it was basically a unit for patients who were stable after an acute phase, like medical or surgical.

Mhm.

So, they didn't need intensive care anymore, but they weren't well enough to go home yet. So, it's like inatient care. Mhm.

Most of the patients were elderly, but there were also some people in their 50s or 60s. I had to follow the same schedule as my tutor, including night shifts. On my second night shift, we were talking while checking medications, and my tutor started to tell me about a hospital where he had worked a few years earlier, same type of unit, just a different hospital. And he would tell me that night shifts were awful because patients kept pressing emergency buttons to complain about kids playing in the hallway and keeping them awake. The creepy part is that it wasn't just one patient. Almost every single patient in that hospital unit would call and complain about the exact same thing. They would say the children would watch them at night would laugh and play with toys. [gasps]

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And the worst part, this is sad. The hospital had been renovated a few years before and that unit used to be the pediatrics department. Oh no.

I know.

Oh, I was hoping that this was like some historical thing. It used to be an orphanage and now all these people are being entertained by little kids that lived 150 years ago.

The positive is that they're all happy and they're playing with toys.

They're happy and they're playing. But oh my gosh,

I remember being completely shocked because he was talking about it like it was nothing. Meanwhile, I was terrified. I even slept in the same room as another nurse because I was too scared to be alone. Oh.

A week later, I did another night shift. And in the morning, I was handing out medications and I got to an elderly lady who needed help with water. So, I stayed to help make sure she took her pills properly. And as I was about to leave, she called to me and said, "Can you please ask the strange lady sitting behind you on the bed to stop insulting me?" [laughter] What did she say?

At that exact moment, I literally felt

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something like a hand touch my shoulder

and it felt wet and cold.

Ew. Oh, that I do not like.

I turned around so fast I probably looked insane. There was nothing behind me. So, I just said to the patient, "Yeah, um, sure." And I moved on.

"No, tell tell her. Fight for her."

Yeah. Clearly insulting me. How rude.

Like, you're the one that's clammy.

Yeah. Start insulting her back. [laughter]

What's the What was the MTV show where they would like

Next?

No, they would like like insult each other like your mama. Oh, was it Wild and Out?

Was it? They would literally be on a stage and just like insult one another.

Wait, what was this? [laughter] Okay. A TV show. It was like a battle. It was Wild and Out.

Was it Wild Out? Yeah.

Nick Cannon.

And it was always your mama jokes.

Yeah. It was a battle show of insults.

Well, now I'm imagining this with these two [laughter] women. One a patient, one's a ghost. I don't know if my next

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experience is connected to that one, but a few weeks later, my intuition became almost scary. Like I've always had pretty good intuition, but now it feels even stronger.

Wow.

Every time I get a bad gut feeling, it's like something bad is about to happen. For example, about a month ago, my best friend texted me in the morning, and the second I saw her message, I had this really bad feeling. So, I responded to her and I said, "Hey, can you just be really careful today?" A few hours later, that feeling completely disappeared. And then she texted me a minute later saying she had been in a bad car accident, that she was totally fine, but her car was totaled.

You know, at least the intuition I feel like like I've had it myself where I know something's going to happen and I can know like generally the category of what might happen, but I have no idea who.

And at least she was able to to direct some like,

yeah, but you can't change it. Like clearly be really careful today, but that's so broad. And if like you text me that I'm like, yeah, I'm always careful. And then you never know cuz also a car accident might not be your fault like

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it's

right

someone else on the road

or it's like oh stay home and it's like okay and then you take your vitamin and you choke down on it.

Yeah. So there's also something else that happened a few years ago that I've never told anyone because I honestly thought I was crazy. It's not as intense as the other story. So up to you if you want to include it. It's two more sentences. We're including it. I think I was around 13 or 14 and I was walking home from the train station with a friend of mine. Her name is Anna, too. We had across a small square in my town. One day, while we were talking, I suddenly heard a voice screaming my name. I turned around because I thought someone was literally calling my name, but no one was there. It was just the two of us. And my friend did not react at all. She didn't hear it, so I just acted like nothing happened. But I still think about it every time I walk through that square. Love from Italy, Anna.

Damn.

What if like just that one split second of like turning around

Mhm. prevented you from like getting hit by a car or and or tripping and falling into a hole.

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You just missed the train.

Yeah. And now you have to take the next one.

Right. Something

like it just delays you

just so slightly. Or what if it's

Well, cuz it could delay you even more, but you don't know. It's like 1 second, but that one second now puts you in the path of

a group of tourists who are coming out of a coffee shop and now you have to weave through them and like you're adding 10 minutes of time to your route

or is it like a weird thing from the future like in the future Anna will be in that square and someone will like scream excitedly for seeing her like across the square and it just like that excitement exists and like permeates on the land because it happens in time but we don't know what time is and how it works, but it's all [laughter] happening at once. And yeah, I don't know.

Dang.

But the cold wet hand

and the fact that the woman like was identified as a woman who is insulting

Yeah.

her.

Can you please tell the woman to stop insulting me?

Man, it does make me feel bad for all the people who are in hospitals. They're

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stuck in the beds. They're experiencing the paranormal, and they don't always know that they're experiencing the paranormal.

I know. like they genuinely think

why is this person allowed in this room?

I'm just thinking about my grandma too and she had really bad dementia and I do agree like some of this probably was like the dementia but like she just like felt like people like she kept seeing spirits like in a man in her closet and she like

felt like this man was following her. I'm like what if it was a spirit?

It probably was,

right?

But like the hope is that it's a good spirit and she just didn't like

she did not like him.

What if it was grim?

It didn't look it was like it looked like a man. Because there's so much like confusion too with that where it's like, you know, it could have been her father and she just didn't recognize him. It was just like

creeped out by this random guy that she felt was random,

but it was someone she knew. I I don't know. Or it could have just been the dementia. [snorts]

All we know is that ghosts are real and you all are haunted, so please.

We rely on people who choose these careers.

Yes.

To help us in some of our worst moments.

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So,

oh, I thought you're going to say to help us continue this podcast.

Oh, that too.

We rely on you having these jobs, getting haunted, then emailing us,

EMTs, first responders, police officers, just anyone who is helping people stay safe.

Yeah. Thanks for all that you do.

Unharmed.

Mhm. And if you are anyone, whether you're in a first responder job or not, and you have ghost stories, please email them to us at two girls onego podcast@gmail.com. If you want episodes one week early and ad free and bonus episodes and join us live on campfire stories every Tuesday so you share your ghost story with us live plus so many other benefits. You can join us on Patreon. Um you can watch on YouTube. Please rate and review us on wherever you listen to the podcast and tell everyone about it. Pyramid scheme.

Thank you to Jamie Ryan who edits and produces this podcast. And thanks to all of you. We love you

and we will see you on the other side. Very spooky.