MidReal Story
Whispers of the Haunted Asylum
Scenario: Create a Horror Story short film
Create my version of this story
Mark Jensen
skeptic of the supernatural, friends with Emily and Sarah, tall with glasses, logical and cautious
Emily Carter
leader of the group, friends with Mark and Sarah, short black hair, brave and resourceful
Sarah Lee
sensitive to spirits, friends with Emily and Mark, long brown hair, empathetic and fearful
The asylum was closed down after a series of unexplained deaths.
It was rumored that the spirits of the dead still haunted the place.
The three of us, Mark, Sarah and I, were not believers in the supernatural.
We thought it would be fun to explore the place and see if we could find any evidence of ghosts.
We were so wrong.
It was a cold night in October when we arrived at the asylum.
The building was huge and looked like it had been abandoned for years.
The windows were all boarded up and there was no sign of life anywhere.
We parked our car outside and got out to take a closer look.
There was a large metal gate at the front of the building, but it was wide open and we could see that the front door was also unlocked.
It was as if someone had left in a hurry and forgotten to lock up behind them.
I turned to my friends with a grin on my face.
The wind was blowing hard, and I could see goosebumps on my friends’ arms.
The building looked even more ominous now that we were standing right in front of it.
It was completely dark inside, and there was an eerie silence around us.
Sarah looked nervous, but she also seemed excited at the same time.
She had always been sensitive to spirits, and maybe she was already feeling their presence.
Mark, on the other hand, didn’t believe in any of that stuff.
He was more of a skeptic and always looked for a logical explanation for everything.
I knew that he would be hard to convince, but I also knew that he was too adventurous to pass up on a chance like this.
I turned to him with a grin on my face and said, “What do you say, Mark?
Do you want to come inside with us and see if we can find any ghosts?”
He rolled his eyes at me, but I could see a hint of excitement in them.
“I don’t believe in ghosts, you know that.”
“Come on, Mark,” I said.
“Where’s your sense of adventure?”
He sighed and shook his head.
“You’re crazy, you know that?”
“But you love me anyway,” I said with a grin.
He chuckled and nodded.
“Yes, I do.”
I turned to Sarah, who was looking at us with a puzzled expression on her face.
“Hey, Sarah,” I said with a smile.
“Do you want to come inside with us?”
She hesitated for a moment, and I could see the fear in her eyes.
She had always been more sensitive to spirits than any of us, and she knew that there were many rumors about this asylum being haunted by the ghosts of the people who had died here.
But she also knew how much we loved adventures like this, and she didn’t want to be left out.
After a few moments, she nodded and took a deep breath.
“Okay,” she said quietly.
“I’ll come with you.”
I smiled at her and reached out to take her hand.
“Don’t worry,” I said gently.
“We’ll protect you.”
She nodded and squeezed my hand tightly.
“I know,” she said.
“I trust you guys.”
We walked around to the back of the building where there was an open door that looked like it hadn’t been used in years.
We were careful not to make too much noise, as we didn’t want anyone to see us breaking in.
But it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time, so we weren’t too worried about being caught.
As we stepped inside, I could immediately feel a change in the atmosphere.
The air was colder than it had been outside, and it smelled musty and damp.
It was clear that no one had been here for a long time, but it was also strange how well-preserved everything looked.
My flashlight cast a dim light ahead of me, illuminating the dusty floor and the peeling paint on the walls.
It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat as I led the way into the asylum.
Sarah was clinging to my arm so tightly that her fingers had turned white, and I could feel her trembling against my side.
She leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear, “This place is creepy.”
I shushed her gently and patted her hand.
“It’s okay,” I whispered back.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Mark was right behind us, and he reached out to put his hand on my shoulder.
“I think the darkness is just playing tricks on your mind,” he said quietly.
“There’s nothing in here to be scared of.”
I nodded in agreement, even though I wasn’t entirely convinced myself.
I could feel a chill running down my spine, and I shivered involuntarily as I realized that Mark was right.
The air was much colder in here than it had been outside, and the old wooden floorboards were probably not doing much to help insulate the building from the cold weather.
But that didn’t explain why I felt so uneasy all of a sudden or why I had a feeling that something terrible had happened here many years ago.
Shaking off my doubts, I took a deep breath and pushed them aside so that I could focus on the task at hand.
“I’m going to go this way,” I said to my friends as I pointed down the corridor to my left.
“Mark, why don’t you take that hallway on the right?
And Sarah… you can come with me if you want.”
She hesitated for a moment before nodding and taking my other arm again.
“I don’t think I want to be alone right now,” she said quietly.
“That’s okay,” I replied with a smile.
“You can come with me.”
Mark rolled his eyes at us as he watched us clinging to each other like frightened little girls.
“Oh, for goodness sake,” he muttered under his breath.
“You’re such babies.
There is nothing to be afraid of.”
I didn’t bother to answer him as I led Sarah down the hallway to my left.
The two of us walked side by side, our arms linked together as we moved slowly forward into the darkness.
The only sound was the creaking of the floorboards beneath our feet and the beating of our hearts in our chests.
I felt a chill run down my spine as a sudden gust of wind swept through the hallway behind us, making me shiver involuntarily.
I pulled my jacket closer around me and quickened my pace so that I could get out of the cold as quickly as possible.
“Come on, Sarah,” I said over my shoulder.
“Let’s go see what’s down here.”
She was still clinging to my arm as we walked further down the hallway together.
“Do we have to?”
She asked nervously.
“It’s so dark in here.
Her eyes were wide with fear as she stared at something over my shoulder that I couldn’t see.
I tried to ignore her as I pulled out my camera and turned it on.
I adjusted the settings to capture the low light conditions of the abandoned asylum and carefully aimed the lens at the darkened hallway in front of me.
I snapped a few pictures of the peeling wallpaper and cracked plaster walls as well as the old wooden banisters that lined the stairwell to my right.
The flash illuminated the darkness for a brief moment before disappearing again, leaving behind an eerie feeling that sent goosebumps running up my arms.
Sarah screamed suddenly and grabbed onto my arm so tightly that I could feel her fingers digging into my skin.
I turned around to see what was wrong, but there was nothing there.
The corridor was empty except for a few dust motes floating through the air where the beam of my flashlight caught them in its light.
“There was something there,” she insisted as she clung to me tightly.
“I saw it with my own eyes.”
Mark came running back to see what all the commotion was about.
“What’s going on?”
He asked, looking concerned.
“She says she saw something,” I replied with a shrug.
“But I didn’t see anything…”
Sarah insisted that there was a figure at the end of the hallway, but both Mark and I were skeptical.
“It was probably just a shadow or a reflection,” he suggested after a moment of thought.
“There are a lot of old windows in this building, and the glass is all covered in grime and dust.
It wouldn’t be that hard for light to get in and cast a weird reflection on the wall.”
“That’s probably all it was,” I agreed with a nod.
“You know what they say: there is no such thing as ghosts.”
Mark grabbed her other arm and drew her away from me so that we were all standing side by side in the middle of the hallway.
“The three of us must be making each other paranoid,” he said with a chuckle.
“We should probably stick together for now to avoid any further accidents.”
I nodded in agreement as we started walking down the corridor together.
“That’s probably a good idea,” I replied with a smile.
“The last thing we want to do is split up and have something terrible happen to one of us like in a horror movie or something.”
Sarah shivered again at the thought, and I could tell that she was starting to get really scared now.
“Maybe we should just go,” she suggested in a quiet voice as she looked over her shoulder at the empty corridor behind us.
“I don’t like it in here.”
“We will,” I said soothingly as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and gave her a hug.
“But not yet.We haven’t even seen anything yet, remember?”
She nodded in agreement as we walked further down the hallway in silence.
I was starting to wonder how long we had been walking for when I suddenly realized that it was already 2 AM, which meant that we only had a few more hours left to explore before the sun came up again.
I decided that we should head downstairs to check out the basement next, so I led Mark and Sarah down the stairs, holding their hands tightly as we went.
