This happened during summer about two years ago, when I was just a new recruit working nights at the hospital.

On this particular day, I was dealing with patients in the emergency ward.

Several ambulances came in, and one of the patients was irregular at our hospital.

The doctor on Judy said he needed the patient's clinical records from the internal medicine

outpatient clinic, so I went to get them. The emergency ward and outpatient

clinics were some distance apart, and it took about five minutes to get there. It was night,

so all the lights were off, and I had to take a torch to see. I was used to it, but I still found it somewhat creepy.

I set off to find the files.

When I finally got there, I opened the door and turned the lights on.

Hospitals at night are really creepy.

There are a place where people die, so you become kind of sensitive to spirits.

I tried to think of fun things, like where I'd go for my next vacation, as I searched for the file.

When I finally found it, I turned around to leave and noticed there was a fallen file by the open door.

It was the patient record for one Yamanaka-san.

Was this here before?

I wondered and went to put it back where it came from.

Then the phone suddenly rang.

At this time of night, I thought, but I reached out and nervously picked it up.

Look, a voice whispered.

The colour drained from my face, and I fled from the room as fast as I could.

When I got back, I told my colleague what had just happened.

She turned pale, and told me a story of her own.

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