Last summer, my friends and I went ghost hunting at an old former hospital in our town that is said to be haunted. When I was in a "paranormal research team" a few years ago, this location was one of our favorites and we have had so many experiences at this place, but the one I'm writing about now was by far the scariest.
The way the old hospital is set up, people are allowed to walk up and investigate the first three floors but the fourth floor and up are off limits and you can get into serious trouble for trespassing. The first three floors have been fixed up so that they are presentable but all the higher floors are completely and totally abandoned. There are still wheel chairs and hospital equipment just laying around up there.
When I was there with my friends last summer, there were five of us in a group. It was me, and my friends, who I will call, Zane, Rose, Edward, and Michael. We were all on the third floor, the highest floor we were allowed to go up on, and Zane decided to run up onto the fourth floor. We were all telling him not to go up there, that he would get arrested and we would all be guilty by association, but he didn't listen because he wanted to see if he could capture any evidence of ghosts on the creepiest floors. Rose and Edward decided to stay at the bottom of the stairs and wait for Zane to come back down, while me and Michael walked away through the door and down the hall, not wanting to be involved.
As Michael and I were walking, we continued on our ghost hunt. We were filming things and listening closely. After several minutes of silence, we suddenly heard a muffled, horrific scream on the floor above us which was the floor where Zane was. And it sounded like Zane. This scream sounded so tortured, like someone was in seriously intense pain. I instantly was chilled to the bone. Michael and I started freaking out. My first thought was that Zane had fallen down and gotten hurt up there. We ran back down the hall and through the door in a panic, asking Rose and Edward where Zane was and if he was okay. They had no clue why we were freaking out.
Michael and I told them what we had heard, but they said they didn't hear a scream at all. We spent the next few minutes calling up the stairs to Zane, texting Zane, messaging him on every social media, but getting no response. (We later found out that his phone had died.) Just when we were about to go up there ourselves, Zane came down the stairs saying it was creepy up there. Michael and I said he scared us to death, and asked if he was okay. He was confused as to why we were so freaked out and we told him what had happened. He got really creeped out and said that he didn't scream and that he didn't even hear a scream. Zane is a pretty chill guy. None of us had any reason to believe he would've been lying. Also, Rose and Edward didn't hear a scream either and I think the fact that Michael and I were the only ones who heard the scream could mean something.
Michael and I went back to the spot we heard the scream and tried recording to see if we would hear anything else but it was completely silent. We all continued on our ghost hunt, even though we were pretty shaken up. That day we only had two other minor paranormal experiences. We heard singing when no one was there and we saw a door shake by itself. But the scream was by far the creepiest thing that happened.