54 Creepy Things Hospital Staff Have Witnessed That Sound Straight Out Of A Horror Movie

I was working nights as a hospice nurse in a church owned facility that was a former Shriners hospital. I was walking down the hallway all alone and something pulled my ponytail so hard I almost fell backwards. I ran to the nurses station that was in front of the communal dinning room, and all of the silverware that was set on the table rushed to the middle of each table all at once. Like 40 tables all at once. It made a big clang sound. My patient died shortly after. I think it was her way of letting me know to come back. I was so scared and I refused assignments in that facility from that point on.

The hospital I worked at had a haunted peds floor. Story was, late at night staff would hear a baby crying...even if there were no infants admitted at the time. Several staff related the story to me at various times over the years.

We had to move a female resident as far away from the doors as possible. They were alarmed and when they went off she would start crying and shaking. She was from Russia and lived through World War Two and alarms and loud noises really affected her. She would never speak about it.

The oldest parts of my hospital are like 200 years old, but that's very little of it - I think just the chapel. Anyway, people tell stories all the time about things like hearing children playing on the burn unit (we have no peds or OB) or seeing ghost nuns around. I'm a skeptic and don't particularly believe in ghosts, but I'll admit there are some things that are hard to otherwise explain. The only creepy thing that's happened to me, personally, so far was back around the time I started working there. I'd actually just brushed off someone's silly ghost story and went to the pyxis/supply room to get something. I was the only person in there. Some random item (I don't remember what it was) dropped straight down into the middle of the room. There was no air blowing, no movement in the room other than me at the time. It was as if it dropped from the middle of the ceiling. I still don't really have any explanation for that.

Back when I was still a tech I had a psych patient that would pace the hallways preaching like a televangelist to no one in particular, and occasionally wander back to his room and sit quietly. I was doing my 15 min checks after everyone had gone to bed and he was still pacing and preaching, ignoring me, but eventually went back to his room and suddenly made the loudest "demon" noises like something out of the exorcist when I was right outside his door, startled the s**t out of me. I asked him to please be quiet because the other patients were sleeping and he stopped, but it definitely creeped me out a bit that night lol.

I work night shift on a trauma floor. I once had a patient that had been beaten with a baseball ball and required multiple surgeries. He was in his 30's and had visitor that kept lingering around, a 60-something year old lady with a glass eye. Something about this lady just creeped me out, can't explain it but there was something "off" about her. Around 10pm that night, the creepy lady said goodbye and left. Later on in the shift, around 2am, I went into this man's room to clear his PCA (pain pump) and re-time his vital sign machine. I didn't turn a light on, as I did not want to wake him up. I'm in his room working on these machines for a solid 5 minutes...when all of the sudden, I feel a breath on my neck. Then very quietly a voice whispers, "I'm right behind you". I immediately scream out, "Holy s**t! Jesus!!!". The patient jumped up and turned his light on and there behind me was creepy lady. She'd been in the room the whole time! She said that she was trying to make sure I knew she was in the room so I wouldn't be startled. She told us that she couldn't sleep from worrying about him, so she came back to the hospital to stay the night. He did not know she'd come back, none of the staff saw her come back. There were no chairs or recliners in the room at the time, so she was just standing there, in the dark, watching him breathe.

Patient at med surg ward, ready to be discharged the next day after being admitted a few days earlier, doing a lot better now. Pretty healthy before, but old. I had cared for her for 2 shifts. I said good night and that I would be there to discharge her the next morning. She said "I know. But I won't be here when you get back. But I will be here anyway. You are a great nurse and I will be with you". She died that night from a heart attack. No signs of it at all the night before. But she knew.

I had a 93yo who had been in a car accident with multiple injuries including anoxic brain. He had been made a DNR. It was around 2am when his vitas started to slowly decompensate. We called his wife, who was not going to make it in time. I couldn’t bare him passing alone. I pulled up a chair, held his hand, and told him he was not alone and to think about the joy 93 years had given him. He smiled, squeezed my hand, as I watched the color leave him and felt his hand grow cool. Changed me.🥹

We have a labor room that’s right above the morgue. One night everyone was sitting at the nurse station and the call light in that room started alarming. There wasn’t a patient in there and all the staff were at the desk and all our patients on monitors in their own rooms on the other side of the unit from that room. A few of us braved going to investigate, the call light wasn’t even plugged into the wall. It called all night long.

A few months later it was super busy and we still had that room empty but were using all the rooms around it. The bed was moving itself into a high throne position and was clicking because it was all the way up and still trying to move. We went in there and activated the CPR latch to drop the head of the bed to flat and it immediately sat back up.

I had a labor in that room that was an interesting individual. She mentioned someone was walking around in the room. She said it didn’t bother her, but wanted to let me know.

There was a night I was getting ready to admit a labor into that room and was alone on that end of the unit. I was setting up the labor bed to transfer her and something was shuffling in the bathroom around the corner from my view.

Do the elevators at your hospital have sensors so that they open before you get there? I'll be walking by myself down an empty hallway, about to turn the corner and all of a sudden the elevator doors open. It's always creeped me out.

I was rounding on an elderly patient on the overnight shift. She was maybe 80-85 years old. She had some issues from a stroke but was generally pretty coherent and “with it”.

She is laying down but opens her eyes wide and looks right at me when I enter. She says “The devil is in this room.” I’m not religious but I promptly walked out after I checked on her. Nope, nope, not today satan.

Was neither a doctor nor nurse. I just took the corpses from their room to the mortuary in the basement. And a few other odd jobs around the hospital.

Anyway. I get called to a room to take a body. Same old normal s**t. They've got the body covered by the time I get there. Cool. I roll out, I'm in the elevator with the d**d body when a nurse comes running up to the elevator, she yelled "wait!". I couldn't reach the door to keep it from closing (trolly with a corpse in the way) so it closed on her.

Oh well, couldn't be important. Keep doing my thing. It's not like I'm involved in the medicine at this place.

Down in the basement. I'm taking my time. I'm kinda a slow walker when no one else is around. I'm approaching the mortuary doors. I hear pitter patter of someone running behind me. It's a hospital, people run all the time. No big deal. I push the trolly through the mortuary doors. When I hear "WAIT!" Its the same nurse, she must have ran down a few flights of stairs.

"We prepped the wrong body for you. Mr. Simon is just in a coma. This one isn't d**d."

Whoops, took a living person to the morgue. That was unfortunate. But in all fairness, I'm not medically trained, so I shouldn't be relied on to tell the difference between living or d**d. They covered the f*****g body, how was I supposed to know it wasn't the guy?

So I put the coma dude back into his room, got the proper dude, took him to the morgue.

It's not an "in your face" kind of creepy, but that experience has really bothered me since it happened. Like, s**t, mistakes like that happen in hospitals. That's kinda scary to me. What if doctors make those kinds of mistakes? People would d*e.

**BONUS CREEPY THING** When I first started the job, I was taking my very first corpse to the mortuary, it was still warm. That was really off putting. Then I was in the basement hallway. Dim, mildewy, flickering lights, etc. Creepy kind of place. And I'm just there with a warm d**d body. Then it farts. The f*****g d**d body farts. I freaked out. I took a few steps back and it took a couple minutes to regain my composure. Later learned corpse farts happen quite a bit.

CNA here. We had just finished post mortem care after a long code. It was a really hard night, like this was the third code on cardiac step down in a span of two hours. As we exited the room to get back into the war zone, a blast of cold air and steam was pushing us out of the room. We looked at each other, shrugged and kept running.

I'm not a nurse but my mom is and she works at an assisted living facility. She's told me some stories.

When she was in nursing school they had to go to a morgue and she asked the mortician if anything creepy has ever happened to him. He said only once. One time he was sleeping and was having a dream. This old lady kept saying in his dream "wake up, you have to come get me." over and over. Anyway, he got a call to come pick someone up and when he got there it was the old lady from his dream. Really creepy.

One night a bunch of different residents kept calling my mom to complain that a little boy and his dog kept waking them up.

Then another night this really religious lady was dying. They had a baby monitor in her room and my mom had the other end of the monitor at her nurse's station. She kept hearing someone praying over the monitor. So her and the CNA kept taking turns going to the room to check on the lady and every time they went in there the lady was asleep and the praying would stop. Then when the room was empty again, the praying would start back up.

There's also one room at my mom's facility that this really mean old man that used to wear a hat all the time died in. They can't put anyone in that room because all the patients are scared of it and a lot have complained about the mean old man in a top hat.

Then there's another room where this old lady really loved coffee. She died in the room and it has been empty ever since.. but every morning it still smells like someone's brewing coffee in there.

and shadow people walking the halls.

I was 9 months pregnant with my second son, I was working a 16 hour shift, I was in micu. The lady in room 5, pushed the call bell. She wanted to tell me there was a lady sitting in the chair in the corner with gorgeous red lips and blue eyeswith a white gown with pink roses holding a baby. Turns out the lady died and the baby was born sleeping. I held my belly and cried. I've never cried in front of a pt but I did that night.

We had a string of patients passing back to back in a specific room on our unit. We had the chaplain come up and bless the room, a coworker brought a “smokeless sage” spray and it resolved back to normal rates

The most creepy, and I would say quite unsettling thing for me, was a young male adult admit, night shift, to med-surg I might add, who was found at home when his dad returned from vacation and found his son sitting in his bedroom, in the dark apparently there for days. Non communicative. His dad said he was totally fine before he left. I walked into the room, introduced myself, and got the most creepy and unsettling vibe I have ever gotten from a patient. He just sat there and stared blankly into nothing. It was like the wall across from him and me, for that matter, didn't exist. I said, I'm just going to check your vital signs, OK? He didn't flinch, blink, move. I mean nothing. I'm getting creeped out as I write this. I asked him if he was in any pain, the usual. Not one single response. Something I wouldn't usually do is turn my back to a patient in specific scenarios if ever at all , but I turned around to put the dynamap in the corner when I felt the hairs at the back of my neck p***k up and just this wave of cold. Didn't think much of it, turned around, and he was standing right behind me!! Staring. I asked him if he was okay, and he just stared right through me. Just standing there. I have never felt threatened by a patient and didn't by him. I seriously just felt freaked out. I started moving to the side of him to leave the room. I was taking sideways steps. I called psych straight away to get straight up to the floor. Don't even ask me how this patient got from the ED to our unit without intervention because when he was moved to a more appropriate unit a few hours later, I put that right at the back of my mind but I struggled to sleep when I got home that morning. I can actually still see his eyes. Nothing there.

So, adding a few strange occurrences and the usual ghost stories told on nights, hands down that was the biggest thing for me.

A schizophrenic that pulled his IV out and used the blood to draw on his sheets and wouldn't let anyone change them.

Seeing a heart nearly explode in OR. Lots of chaos and yelling ensued.

A young healthy guy going in for a minor procedure stated he was going to d*e on the table. There was a rare complication and he did end up passing away during the procedure.

A friend was given a picture drawn by a psych patient of a person k*****g a lot of animals. Before he gave it to her, he said it was a pretty picture that reminded him of her.

My mom told me. that her emt friend had 10 years back. There was this massive car crash 8-10 cars maybe a semi. When he arrived he could hear a baby screaming when he ran to the car with the baby. The mother was d**d died on impact. He then we straight to the baby. The baby was in the passenger seat. All of the baby's skin on his face was stripped clean from the air bag.

Paramedic friend went to a call where this guy pulled an inflated cathador out of his p***s. There was lots of blood and screaming.