Room 237's Haunting Presence

I never believed in ghosts until Room 237 changed everything. Third night in a

row, the call button kept going off. Every time I checked, the room was empty.

Patient had died there two weeks prior. Then I heard it. Humming.

That same lullaby his daughter sang to him before he passed. The air turned ice

cold. I froze in the doorway. The hospital gown on the chair started swaying.

No windows open. No vents nearby. My flashlight flickered and died. In the darkness,

I swear I saw him sitting up in that empty bed, smiling. I ran.

Never took that hall again. Have you ever felt a presence that made your blood