Admission Date Pending

Warning: you should never explore abandoned hospitals alone. Last week I ignored that advice and

found a patient logbook from 1987. Every name was crossed out except one. Mine.

My full name written in faded ink decades before I was born. The page beneath it read: "Admission

date pending. Cause of death: curiosity." I ran but the doors had locked behind

me. Now I understand why the building was never demolished. It's still waiting

for patients. It's been waiting for me.