This week on hometown ghost stories.

Malvern, Iowa, a forgotten railroad town born in the 1870s, where dreams rusted into shadows.

Malvern Manor, once a bustling inn, morphed into a grim nursing home by the 50s, shut down in 2005 for neglect.

Now it's a magnet for paranormal activity.

Across the street sits the classic cafe, a former doctor's office in mortuary.

It is now rumored to be one of Iowa's most haunted restaurants.

We spent the night in Malvern on the second stop of our Midwest tour.

Find out what we caught during our overnight investigation in Malvern on the second stop of our Midwest tour. Find out what we caught

during our overnight investigation in Malvern, Iowa. Hometown ghost stories contains

serious and often distressing events and is not intended for all audiences. Viewer discretion

is advised.

The wooden stairs to the attic creaked with every step.

The weight of my feet caused each board to screech and agony as if they were crying for solace.

I hated going to the attic, not because of the pitiful wails of the ancient stairs, but

because weird things happened up there.

Things that everyone who worked at the nursing home experienced but rarely spoke about.

There were whispers among staff about disembodied voices, people being scratched by unseen

forces, inexplicable scratching

sounds and general feelings of unease as if something was watching you from the dark corners,

something with malicious intent.

The attic was dark.

There was a pull-chain light that flickered dimly on a good day and would often not work

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