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Ghost story The ward was filled with a deathly silence. Its sickeningly clinical smell engulfing the lungs of the eager, but fatigued, medical student. Beth

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First Draft: 25/12/05 Re-drafted: 02/02/06 Loren Macdonald Ghost story The ward was filled with a deathly silence. Its sickeningly clinical smell engulfing the lungs of the eager, but fatigued, medical student. Beth yawned as she flicked through countless medical texts. She wondered if medical school was really for her; it was filled with late nights, exams and, at the moment, elderly people who would talk to in their sleep. As if on cue, she could hear Mr Adams in Bay 3 already muttering. She knew that in time he would grow louder. Rolling her deep blue eyes she strode over to his bedside. The crisp white sheets and the blue blankets were twisted and the old man was covered in a cold sweat. "The blood," the man muttered. "How will I ever get rid of all of the blood?" Horrified, she stepped back making a figure in one of the side room's windows visible. She sighed; it was becoming more and more frequent that they would move patients and not tell her. ...read more.

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This was very different. Even she, with untrained eyes, could see that. The lights flickered above her before slowly resigning and dying completely. Regaining movement in her limbs she stepped backwards and tripped over a steel equipment trolley with little but a few old cardboard kidney bowls and syringe packets. From the floor the blood shone in a disgustingly beautiful way from the moonlight shafting in through the window. Out in the corridor she could hear muffled screaming and angry hisses, she could feel her insides churning with fear and yet she lifted herself to her feet and headed for the door. Then she saw it. On the floor lay the body of a man in his mid to late 60s. She fell beside him, unable to identify his distorted face, which was exhibiting extreme pallor. She checked the pulse of his left carotid artery on his neck but it was in vain. There was no pulse. In one moment of panic she had suddenly forgotten all of her medical training- the one thing she had always been afraid of. ...read more.

Conclusion

Her head was throbbing and it took a while for her eyes to focus on the sea of scarlet dried to a red-brown on her white coat. "Come on, ma'am, step away from the knife," the policeman requested. She cast her eyes to her right where the light caught a blade, the handle and the blade's tip slashed in red. She stood up, her blue eyes laced with confusion as she searched for answers in the policeman's eyes. "I heard a noise...then I saw the blood. He was dead; there was nothing I could do. There was no one there. No one. One figure... just a figure. No one there." The officer slipped handcuffs around her wrists and tightened them while reading her her rights. "Fairy stories don't work around here, lady." "Beth, it's Beth. It's not a story... I'm a medical student." "Okay, Beth, we're going to take you back to the station now." His eyes were holding back emotion- emotion for the pain inflicted on that man. There was now a hint of sarcasm in his words. "Perhaps, as a medical professional you can tell us how Mr Adams ended up in pieces in that room." ...read more.

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