In early 2000 my mother's boyfriend had moved into recently converted apartments that were originally a children's hospital built in the 1800's. So, my mum and I went over to help him unpack and set up. I was around 6 at the time so I just went where she went.
It was all new on the inside and out, but it still felt and looked a bit like a hospital. I remember the hallways were long, white and looked very clinically clean. When we got to his flat it seemed as though they kept all the original hospital rooms, because it was no bigger than the ones I'd been to. You could fit four beds on each side and all the medical equipment that accompanies them. I recall it always being rather cold at his place even without the air-con on and this is Australia so, I wasn't too used to that.
We stayed there with him on the first night and I awoke to this horrible blood curdling scream that seemed to echo through the entire building. I leaped out of bed and went looking for my mum, but her and her boyfriend were already listening to it. She stayed with me until I fell asleep and convinced me it just must've been one of the other new tenants. The next day they found out that he was one of the first people to move into that part of the apartment blocks.
The next time we stayed over he and my mother went to go get us lunch and left me there for a couple of minutes on my own. I was hanging upside down off the sofa (as kids do) and I remember looking under the couch which was couple inches off the ground when I seen these two extremely pale bare feet step down as if they were getting off a bed or a really high chair. For a split second I thought "Yay, they're back!" but then I realised if it was my mother she would've called for me as soon as she came in, and then I noticed that the feet were quite small and far too white to be hers. So, I just froze and watched as they walked off then I got up and looked around, but no one was there.
After he moved out we found out that he was actually living in what would have been the children's burn ward.
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