In a quiet town, there stood an old hospital known as Moonlight General. It was a place where many came for help but some never left. The hospital had a dark reputation, whispered about by the townsfolk. They said a little girl named Seo-a Lee had died there in a tragic accident many years ago. But it wasn’t an ordinary accident; rumors hinted that something sinister had happened to her. Seo-a’s spirit was said to roam the hospital, seeking out anyone who crossed her path.
Seo-a Lee, a sweet girl with bright eyes and laughter that could light up a room, was always curious. On the day of her death, she had wandered into a part of the hospital that was forbidden. There, she encountered a shadowy figure that would change everything. That figure had taken her life, and now, her ghost lingered, unable to find peace.
Years later, another girl named Ji-an found herself in the same hospital. Orphaned after a terrible car accident, Ji-an had been the subject of whispers among the townspeople. They believed, with no proof, that she had somehow caused her parents’ deaths. As a result, Ji-an was often avoided, her heart heavy with loneliness and despair.
One stormy night, Ji-an ran away from the cold, unwelcoming streets. She felt an unbearable weight on her heart, feeling hopeless and afraid. The rain fell heavily as she found herself outside Moonlight General. Through the windows, flickering lights beckoned her. Desperation filled her. She wanted to escape her pain, as she believed life was no longer worth living.
Inside the hospital, the air was thick and cold. The moment she stepped in, Ji-an felt a shiver run down her spine. “Why am I here?” she whispered to herself. With each step, her heart raced. Then, she heard a soft giggle echo through the halls, stopping her in her tracks.
“Who’s there?” Ji-an called out, her voice trembling.
From the shadows, the ghost of Seo-a Lee appeared. She was small and delicate, with a sad smile on her face. “I’m Seo-a,” she said softly. “I’ve been waiting for someone like you.”
Ji-an was startled but intrigued. “Waiting for me?”
“Those who wish for freedom often find their way here,” Seo-a replied, her voice almost like a whisper. “I can help you. We can escape together. But first, we need to make a deal.”
“What kind of deal?” Ji-an asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.
Seo-a floated closer. “You must promise to haunt this hospital with me. Together, we will scare away anyone who tries to harm us. In return, I will give you strength and make your pain disappear.”
Ji-an was surprised. The thought of haunting the place where she felt so lost was strange, but the idea of ending her suffering called to her. “What if I refuse?” she questioned.
“Then you will be alone forever,” Seo-a answered. “This is your chance to be part of something again.”
Torn between the fear of remaining lonely and the allure of companionship, Ji-an thought deeply. She felt as if she had nothing left to lose. With a determined nod, she agreed, sealing their fate with an unbreakable bond.
Suddenly, the air grew colder, and the lights flickered around them. Seo-a and Ji-an laughed together, the sound echoing through the empty corridors. The next day, they started their haunting. They knocked over equipment, shut off lights, and whispered chilling thoughts to the doctors and nurses. The hospital staff became terrified, believing they had awakened a dark energy.
As time passed, the hospital’s reputation grew worse. People began to avoid it like a plague. One by one, patients were turned away, and soon the hospital was empty. The once buzzing hallways fell silent, echoing only the whispers of the girls' laughter and cries.
But as days turned into weeks, Ji-an felt a growing sense of dread. The joy she had initially felt began to twist into darkness. The ghostly laughter that once filled her heart was replaced with a chilling silence. Ji-an realized that haunting the hospital had not lifted her burden but had only amplified it.
One dark night, as the rain poured outside once more, Ji-an turned to Seo-a. “I don’t want this anymore,” she said, her voice breaking. “I want to be free, not trapped like you.”
Seo-a’s eyes darkened, a fierce glimmer crossing her face. “You made a promise. We are bonded now. You cannot go back.”
“I was wrong to trust you. You tricked me,” Ji-an shouted, her voice echoing.
“Tricked? No! I saved you,” Seo-a hissed, her eyes glowing in the dark. “You belong to me now.”
With that, a chilling wind swept through the hospital, slamming doors and rattling windows. Ji-an felt herself overwhelmed by fear, realizing that the bond held too much power. Desperate, she ran through the corridors, seeking a way to break free. But the laughter grew louder and more sinister, echoing off the walls.
Suddenly, Ji-an stopped. She remembered the way out. Racing toward the exit, she felt Seo-a’s spirit close behind her, trying to pull her back into the shadows. With every ounce of strength, Ji-an burst through the doors, feeling the cold night air hit her face as she escaped into the darkness outside.
The next morning, the townspeople found the hospital abandoned, its doors locked and its windows shattered. Ji-an was gone, leaving only whispers behind. But Seo-a Lee’s laughter still echoed throughout the empty halls, a chilling reminder of the dark bond that could never be broken.
Moonlight General was finally shut down, a silent grave for the spirits of those lost within, while tales of Seo-a and Ji-an lived on, a haunting story to frighten the curious for many more years to come.
Melody fazilco
