Introduction
They say hospitals are meant to save lives. But what happens when a life is lost—not by fate, but by negligence?
During the First World War, a brave army officer was brought to a hospital after taking five bullets. He should have survived. But careless mistakes by a nurse and a ward boy cost him his life. His soul, denied peace by the God of Death himself, returned to the earth.
Since that night, the old hospital has never been silent again. Some call it cursed. Others call it haunted. But all agree— the spirit of the officer still walks its dark corridors, seeking justice.
The Battlefield and the Hospital
It was the year of the First World War.
The air was filled with gunfire, smoke, and cries of soldiers. Among them was Captain Arjun Rathore, a brave army officer who had faced many battles with courage. But this time, fate was cruel. He was hit by five bullets in his chest and shoulder.
His comrades rushed him to a nearby military hospital, an old building once used as a palace during colonial times. The hospital was dark, with long corridors and flickering lamps. The smell of medicines mixed with blood filled the air.
Doctors tried to save him. “We need blood immediately!” shouted one of them. But destiny had planned something else.
The Fatal Mistake
In the ward, a ward boy was ordered to bring a bottle of blood from the storage room. But instead of rushing, he stopped midway, chatting lazily with another staff member. Precious minutes were lost.
Meanwhile, the nurse on duty, instead of informing the doctor about the officer’s falling oxygen level, was busy gossiping with her friend in the corner. She ignored the beeping sound of the machine.
The oxygen mask was not fitted properly. The blood never came on time. The doctors tried their best, but it was too late. Captain Arjun’s eyes went still. His heartbeat stopped.
The war hero was gone—not because of the bullets alone, but because of human negligence.
The Journey to the Afterlife
Arjun’s soul floated above his own body. He looked at the careless nurse and the lazy ward boy. Anger burned in his spirit. Soon, two shadows appeared. They were the messengers of Yamraj, the God of Death. They carried his soul through a tunnel of darkness to the other side.
Yamraj (The God of Death) himself sat on a throne of fire. He looked at Arjun and said: “You are a warrior. But your time has not yet come. You are here too early, brought by the mistakes of others. You cannot stay in Yamlok. Go back to earth.” Arjun’s soul pleaded, “But my body is gone. What will I do?”
Yamraj’s voice thundered: “Then you shall remain as a spirit, until justice is served.” Before Arjun could speak further, his soul was thrown back to the world of the living.
The Return
But when he returned, it was already too late. His body had been cremated by his fellow soldiers with full honors. There was no vessel for his soul to return to.
He was trapped in the hospital, invisible yet powerful. His soul burned with rage, betrayal, and sorrow. Thus began the haunting.
The First Revenge – The Ward Boy
The ward boy who had delayed bringing the blood bottle started feeling strange in the nights. He would hear footsteps following him in the empty corridor.
He would see bloody fingerprints on the walls, though no patient had touched them. One night, when he was alone in the storage room, the shelves rattled by themselves. The blood bottles crashed to the floor, spilling red liquid everywhere.
A whisper came from the dark: “You killed me…” The ward boy screamed, but no one heard. The next morning, his body was found in the storage room—his face pale, his eyes wide open in terror. Beside him, a broken blood bottle lay, as if mocking his delay.
The Second Revenge – The Nurse
After the ward boy’s death, fear spread among the staff. But the nurse who had been careless still ignored the warnings.
One night, during her duty, she felt the air grow cold. The lights flickered. The oxygen masks in the ward started moving on their own. She heard the hiss of oxygen tanks, louder and louder, until it felt like the entire room was breathing.
Suddenly, the mask tied itself around her face. She struggled to pull it off, but it tightened more. Invisible hands pressed her down. Her lungs filled with air until she could no longer breathe. Her eyes bulged, her body shook, and she collapsed on the hospital floor.
Her death was ruled “mysterious suffocation,” but the truth was known only to the ghost of Arjun.
The Spread of Fear
After these deaths, whispers spread among patients and staff. Some claimed to see a soldier in uniform, with blood stains on his chest, walking down the corridors at midnight. Others said they heard a deep, angry voice repeating: “Justice… Justice…”
Many doctors resigned. Patients refused to be admitted. The hospital became infamous as the haunted hospital of the war.
The Forgotten Truth
Years passed. The hospital was shut down. Its windows broke, dust gathered, and weeds grew in the courtyard.
But those who dared to enter reported strange sights: Footsteps echoing in the empty halls. A faint smell of gunpowder and blood. And sometimes, in the reflection of broken mirrors, the face of a soldier with hollow eyes staring back.
Some locals even claimed that anyone who ignored the suffering of patients inside that hospital faced bad luck—or even death.
The Legend Lives On
The spirit of Captain Arjun Rathore did not find peace. His soul wandered endlessly, punishing those who were careless with human life.
The legend says, if you walk through that abandoned hospital at night, you may hear the sound of boots marching slowly behind you. And if you dare to turn, you will see him— an army officer, with bullet holes on his chest, asking in a chilling whisper:
“Will you save the next patient, or will you let them die like me?” And those who fail, never escape his curse.
:The-End:
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FAQs
Is the haunted hospital in this story real?
No, this haunted hospital is fictional, created for storytelling purposes. But it is inspired by real wartime negligence and ghost legends.
Who is the Mesothelioma spirit in the story?
The Mesothelioma spirit is the restless soul of an army officer who died due to negligence during treatment after World War I injuries.
Why did Yamraj refuse to take the officer’s soul?
Yamraj said the officer arrived too early due to mistakes of humans, not destiny. That’s why his spirit was sent back to earth.
How did the spirit take revenge?
The spirit punished the careless ward boy and nurse in terrifying ways, reflecting how their negligence caused his untimely death.
