The Case of the Mysterious Friday Deaths
*cue mysterious murder-mystery music*
There was something strange about bed number 13 at the ICU ward at the General Hospital.
Every patient on that bed, irregardless of their age, sex or health-levels seemed to pass away mysteriously every Friday.
All the doctors were baffled, as there has been no such reported cases before this. Leading experts were brought in from all over country, but no one could figure it out. Then, the rumors started: there had to be something supernatural about those deaths. Every medical staff at the hospital refused to work night shifts at that ward after that, much to the detriment of the doctors, who did not for one second believe that ghosts or spirits were responsible for those deaths. They were after all, men of science.
Yet, the deaths just kept on happening. Friday after friday..
The baffled doctors then decided to stake out the bed - maybe there really was a supernatural being residing there.
So came that fateful friday.. several doctors hid out of sight in the ward watching that bed. Straining their eyes to see the vital signs on the life support machine keeping that sleeping young man on the bed alive.
It was quiet save for the quiet beeps of the various machines in the ward. The doctors were getting anxious and it were starting to show on their faces. One by one, they started praying for their protection to ward off evil spirits.
Time passed slowly.. 8.00am.. 8.30am.. 9.00am.. when all of a sudden the door creaked open and a dark figure carrying a long instrument was outlined at the doorway.
Slowly the figure moved into the room, and as the figure approached, the doctors immediately recognized the figure to be the new cleaning lady, Makcik Timah who often kept to herself.
The doctors held their breath as she moved slowly towards bed no. 13. Nearing the bed, she reached out ..
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to pull the electricity socket of the life support machine in order to use her vacuum cleaner.
wahahAHAHHAHAHAhhahahAHAHAhahaha...
*cue mysterious murder-mystery music*
There was something strange about bed number 13 at the ICU ward at the General Hospital.
Every patient on that bed, irregardless of their age, sex or health-levels seemed to pass away mysteriously every Friday.
All the doctors were baffled, as there has been no such reported cases before this. Leading experts were brought in from all over country, but no one could figure it out. Then, the rumors started: there had to be something supernatural about those deaths. Every medical staff at the hospital refused to work night shifts at that ward after that, much to the detriment of the doctors, who did not for one second believe that ghosts or spirits were responsible for those deaths. They were after all, men of science.
Yet, the deaths just kept on happening. Friday after friday..
The baffled doctors then decided to stake out the bed - maybe there really was a supernatural being residing there.
So came that fateful friday.. several doctors hid out of sight in the ward watching that bed. Straining their eyes to see the vital signs on the life support machine keeping that sleeping young man on the bed alive.
It was quiet save for the quiet beeps of the various machines in the ward. The doctors were getting anxious and it were starting to show on their faces. One by one, they started praying for their protection to ward off evil spirits.
Time passed slowly.. 8.00am.. 8.30am.. 9.00am.. when all of a sudden the door creaked open and a dark figure carrying a long instrument was outlined at the doorway.
Slowly the figure moved into the room, and as the figure approached, the doctors immediately recognized the figure to be the new cleaning lady, Makcik Timah who often kept to herself.
The doctors held their breath as she moved slowly towards bed no. 13. Nearing the bed, she reached out ..
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
to pull the electricity socket of the life support machine in order to use her vacuum cleaner.
wahahAHAHHAHAHAhhahahAHAHAhahaha...
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