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Rule number three: If you see a woman in a white dress standing at the corner of Broadway and Canal Street, don't stop. Even if your meter light turns on automatically. Keep driving and don't look in your rearview mirror until you've crossed three intersections.

Welcome to your position at Blackwood Hospital's morgue shift. Remember: at 1 AM, don't respond to calls from empty rooms. If the body count doesn't match the log, remain at your desk. And most importantly, if you hear humming from drawer 13, do not, under any circumstances, open it.

In 1973, the midnight shift at Blackwood Mental Hospital reported a strange occurrence. Forty-two patients and seven staff members were found frozen in place, their eyes fixed on the ceiling. By morning, their bodies had turned to ash.

Welcome to your position as overnight security at Blackwood Mental Asylum. Rule number one: Never respond to voices calling your name after 2 AM. Rule number two: The patients in Ward C were counted at lockdown. If you count more, do not open the door.

Welcome to your position at Evergreen Mental Hospital. Rule number four: At 2:15 AM, check the children's ward. If you hear laughter but all patients are asleep, lock the door immediately. Do not respond if someone calls your name from inside.

The lawyer handed me the dusty envelope, and my hands trembled as I opened it. Inside was a photograph that made my heart stop. After fifteen years, I finally knew why my father disappeared that night. Before I reveal the truth, don't forget to like and subscribe.

In 1973 a group of teenagers found an old mirror in an abandoned house in Ohio they took it home strange things started happening their reflections would move differently than they did whispers came from it at night one by one they disappeared only the mirror remained some say if you look into it at midnight you'll see their faces screaming silently.

The Millbrook Sanitarium stood pristine against the autumn sky, its reputation for revolutionary psychiatric treatment drawing patients from across three states. None suspected that the nightly screams weren't from treatment, but from something far more sinister lurking in the basement ward.