Hello?
[Ameet] Ask anyone who's ever worked in a hospital.
[distorted voice]
I dare to you they have stories.
[footsteps approaching]
[woman 1] There's nobody here. Relax.
It's okay.
[screams]
[woman 2] It felt that you're just not alone.
That there's just something else there.
- [sizzles] - [screams]
[woman 1] I felt his hands on my back
and they pushed me.
[gasps]
I could have been burned alive.
Leave me alone!
[woman 2] This girl is freaking out.
What are we supposed to do?
[woman 1] I can't get myself to stop shaking.
My heart will not calm down.
[screams]
[Ameet] That experience was the apex
of all fear that I have ever experienced in my life.
[opening theme music playing]
[gasps]
[screams]
[siren wailing at a distance]
[man on PA] Dr. Edward, pick up line 12.
[narrator] During daylight hours,
hospitals are busy hives of activity.
But late at night,
it's a different story.
[Ameet] At night time, especially during graveyard shift,
the hospital is entirely dead.
Lighting is extremely dim,
maybe about 20 percent,
no movement, no activity.
[narrator] To pay his way through university,
Ameet Ahluwalia
takes a part time job as a nightshift janitor
in a big city hospital.
[Ameet] I was 19 years old
when I started being a janitor.
Being a part-timer meant that
I had to work shifts that no one else wanted.
And about 98 percent of the time,
they were graveyard shifts.
[footsteps approaching]
Good job, kid.
Thanks.
- Done here, right? - Yeah.
Let me show you the kitchen.
After you.
[door creaks]
So, uh, I gotta do all this myself?
[chuckles softly]
That's why you get paid the big bucks.
[sighs]
Just be careful in here.
What do you mean?
[Ameet] The individual who was training me
actually warned me.
"If you're ever working nights,
just be careful.
"There's things that happen."
...if you want.
[Ameet] I was polite.
I just nodded my head and thanked him,
but deep down inside
I thought he was absolutely crazy.
I never believed in the paranormal.
My parents didn't believe in this.
I was a product of
mainstream education.
If science says it doesn't exist,
then, hey, it doesn't exist.
[grunts softly]
It was my first solo shift
at the hospital,
alone.
It's about 3:00 a.m. and I was
almost done mopping the cafeteria kitchen.
As I went to put my mop back in the bucket,
it wasn't there, but it was there a moment ago.
At first I... I had a moment of confusion.
[door creaks]
It's 3:00 a.m. It's late.
The immediate reaction is dismiss it.
It was actually in a corner.
I had no idea how it got there,
but it was there.
I just went over to pick up the mop bucket.
And now the mop was gone.
What comes next is rationalization.
I'm tired,
I'm hungry...
I imagined the entire thing.
This is not happening.
I had no idea what was coming.
[electrical buzzing]
[dog barks distantly]
The next experience was when things got extremely real
and extremely physical.
My second shift was on a Saturday
and I was in charge of cleaning the exact same area.
[gasps]
I remember seeing a pan flying as if
someone or something
had thrown it at me with the intent of striking me in the face.
I immediately tried to scan the kitchen
only to find that,
"Hey, I'm the only person here."
And that's when I smelt something.
It was cologne, men's cologne.
Hello?
The entire side was locked, it's secured.
The only explanation is that
someone was in the same room as me.
[electrical buzzing]
[distorted voice]
[utensils clattering]
The network of pots and pans
started to move,
banging against each other as if,
like, a wind or a force was pushing it.
I was beginning to question my own sanity,
"What the hell was going on?"
[gasps]
As I'm trying to make sense of everything,
in my right ear,
I hear a whisper.
[distorted whisper]
Who's there?
[gasps]
The second I heard the whisper again,
knee-jerk reaction, you're looking all around,
to your right, to your left.
You could have heard it here.
Maybe it originated from another spot.
- [distorted whisper] - Hello?
Who's there?
[distorted whisper]
[utensils clattering]
[distorted whisper]
It's a secured environment, especially at night.
- [utensils clattering] - [gasps]
I was the only person there.
[distorted whisper]
At this point, I was legitimately scared.
[utensils clattering]
[distorted whisper]
I blocked everything and I got out of there.
I have never been that terrified in my entire life.
One very interesting aspect about Ameet's experience
is that it always seemed to happen
between the hours of 2:00 a.m. and 3:00 a.m.
They're almost pranksterish in nature.
Little jabs and digs.
And then, things get worse.
[wolf howling distantly]
[Ameet] As much as I wanted to quit,
I didn't quit.
I needed the money.
I was a student at that time
and this affects my whole life.
I had no choice but to tough it out.
It's now 2:00 a.m.
I'm expecting stuff to happen now.
I'm on guard, I'm prepared.
[metal creaks]
Nothing happened.
The next two nights, nothing.
Not a peep.
It was just me.
I felt more comfortable being in that environment.
I wasn't on guard or on the edge.
[narrator] But Ameet's sense of security
is short-lived.
[Ameet] My mop, my mop bucket started moving,
going missing.
I thought it was being misplaced,
but no, absolutely not.
Because of the state of fear I was in,
it's as if I was watching
something unfold in front of me
frame-by-frame, second-by-second.
[gasps]
[utensils clattering]
I was petrified.
[distorted whisper]
And now, to make things worse,
the whispering returned louder
and angrier.
[distorted voice]
I could feel the intent behind it
and the message that, just get out.
Get out of this place.
[distorted voice]
That was the scariest moment of my life.
[narrator] Despite his fear,
Ameet shows up for his next shift.
[Ameet] I'm the son of immigrant parents
who wanted me to become a doctor,
a lawyer, or an engineer.
As terrifying as all this was,
I was absolutely driven
to work in a place that I...
I really didn't want to be in.
Because I needed the money.
And it's just amazing
the types of things that we can do for money.
The things that you warned me about...
Can't say I didn't warn you.
If it makes you feel any better,
you're not the only one.
[Ameet] I learned that what had happened to me,
it was happening to other people as well.
It wasn't just me.
The janitorial department of that hospital
had such a high rate of turnover
every, every week or two weeks.
People would just abruptly quit
without giving a reason.
There was this guy,
worked in the kitchen for years.
When they finally made him head chef,
started acting like he owned the place.
I was told that the hospital chef,
he was the guy who was extremely territorial
of all aspects of the kitchen,
He treated people horribly.
Always getting in arguments,
throwing things at people.
[sighs]
[Ameet] One day, after getting into a fight
with one of the managers or directors,
he drank himself to death.
[exhales] That's who's here.
[Ameet] It wasn't just a sigh of relief for me or validation.
It was,
"Oh, my God, I'm not alone in this."
There was a degree of relief
and even greater degree of,
"Hey, I'm, I'm not crazy,"
which is always good.
In some cases, spirits can be territorial.
Ameet was coming in
to the chef's kitchen.
[distorted voice]
The spirit of the chef
took this personally.
And when Ameet didn't take his first hints,
he decided to up his game.
[Ameet] At one point of my shift,
I had misplaced my sprayer bottle.
I was looking all over for it.
Only to see my sprayer bottle
was on a stove.
And I can tell you right now
as a flammable liquid,
I don't care how tired I am,
there's no way I would leave something flammable on a stove.
The spray bottle was meant to get my attention.
[gasping]
The burners started turning on.
Flames getting as high as 30, 40 centimeters.
[distorted voice]
[distorted voice continues]
This thing lit a goddamn fire.
I could have been burned alive.
[clattering]
And that's when one of the sharp,
sharp chef knives
was shot at me.
In this moment, I thought maybe I'm going to die.
[distorted voice]
That was it for me.
That's when I hightailed it out of there.
[door creaking]
That experience was the apex
of all fear that I have ever experienced in my life.
Nothing's ever come close.
Ask anyone who's ever worked in a hospital.
I guarantee you they have stories.
They have had experiences.
I absolutely believe that something is out there.
You can call it ghosts,
spirits, entities, poltergeists,
whatever.
But there is something that exists
that science can't explain.
[exhaling]
Get out!
[narrator] It's 2018.
Homecare worker, Sabrina Coolong...
Peggy?
...is about to start a new assignment.
[Sabrina] I am a hospice homecare worker.
Hospice homecare is,
people who are in their final stages of life,
getting ready to pass,
and they want to be home instead of in the hospital.
[Sabrina] I had started a new client.
Hey, Peggy.
You okay?
She had Alzheimer's and Parkinson's.
Her daughter wanted to go on vacation.
And she had asked me if I could stay with her mother,
around the clock, for the two weeks that she was gone.
I'm Sabrina, your homecare worker.
Oh, Sabrina! Yes! Hi, honey. How are you?
I'm fine. Yeah. I'm gonna be staying with you for a little while.
- That would be so lovely. Thank you. - Oh, good.
She was great. She was full of life.
She would tell me all kinds of stories
because she used to travel all the time.
Good to see you, honey.
[wicked laughter]
[Sabrina] One night, I was making her something very simple.
She just wanted some soup.
She wasn't having great days anymore.
She was kind of sitting in the chair a lot and sleeping a lot.
Peggy? Do you have a story for me today?
You could kind of feel that things started getting a little heavy in the house.
[soft scratching]
[door slams]
I hear a door slam.
I darted over to the living room where my client was.
[Sabrina sighs heavily]
And she was still sitting in her recliner.
I heard something very weird above me.
[floorboard creaking]
[thuds]
So, I go in the bedroom that I'm staying in.
There's nobody there.
There was no explanation for it.
[sinister music]
[growling]
It really spooked me.
It's okay. There's nobody here.
Now I'm talking to myself to try to calm myself down.
There's nobody here. Relax, it's okay.
[exhales heavily]
The temperature in the room just dropped.
It was ice cold in there.
[exhales heavily]
I could see my breath.
And I'm cooking over a hot stove.
It scared me.
[Richard] The first indication that something isn't right with Sabrina's new workplace,
is the temperature change.
This is not unusual in cases of paranormal activity.
And some have theorized that what's happening here
is the heat energy from the air is being leeched out,
and is being converted into some different form of energy.
And the spirits are gonna use that energy in order to manifest.
[distorted whispering]
[tense music intensifies]
Argh!
[exclaiming in pain]
Then my hair got pulled.
And it was enough to jolt my head back.
[exclaiming in pain]
[breathing heavily]
I turn around and there's nobody there.
What the hell?
And there is no way my client made it to me
from the recliner to the kitchen.
[indistinct chatter on TV]
[suspenseful music]
I swear I turned that off!
- [evil laughter] - [Sabrina gasps]
[screaming]
I feel these hands on my back and they push me against the stove.
It was so hard and with such force
there was no stopping myself from hitting the stove.
[screaming]
I burned my hand.
[exclaiming in pain]
[gasps]
And then I turn around.
[snarling]
What is that thing standing in front of me,
so close to my face?
[breathing heavily]
This is what just pushed me into the stove.
It was dark and it was evil
and I was terrified of it.
The feeling that I had was fear and intimidation.
[snarling]
It did not want me there,
because it was trying to hurt me.
[whimpering]
I need to get out of this house.
[narrator] Sabrina quickly bandages her hand and flees the house.
I can't get myself to stop shaking.
My heart will not calm down.
[crying]
I can't even process what I just went through.
I believe in ghosts.
I am not intimidated by them.
But this one was different.
I really felt like this spirit was just trying to kill me.
[Richard] The attack that Sabrina has just suffered
is very unusual in the paranormal realm.
Pushing someone takes a great deal of energy, to manifest.
And that tells us that in this case
it is a very strong entity indeed.
Because it is so intent, because it is so violent,
this entity clearly means her harm.
And it could be a sign that there are worse things still to come.
[Sabrina] I still have a job to do.
I have to get back inside to my client.
I can't leave her inside with this spirit.
She's this fragile woman.
And she is sick as it is.
And if this spirit can do this to me,
what can that spirit do to her?
Peggy?
Peggy. Peggy. Hi.
We're gonna get you to bed, okay?
Yeah, yeah. It's bed time.
Yeah. [exclaims] There we go. Yup.
All right.
Good night, Peggy.
[door creaks]
I kept looking over my shoulder.
It felt someone was listen... you know, staring at me.
[suspenseful music playing]
[growling]
[Sabrina] It's in the window.
I can tell that it's an older woman.
Um, she has a very slender face.
She had white hair.
And she had these dark, piercing eyes.
[rasping]
I couldn't help but stare at them,
because when I say that they were black,
I mean black as night.
They were deep and dark
and they just pierced right through you.
[hoarse breathing]
And then, she's out of the window.
- [sighs in relief] - She's completely gone.
It was not okay.
It was not okay, at all.
I am scared.
I know she has already physically pushed me.
She's already pulled at my hair.
I know that she doesn't want me in that house.
I am terrified of what the rest of the night is gonna have.
And I'm just mentally exhausted.
I just wanna forget everything that's going on.
I... I don't wanna deal with this anymore.
I just wanna go to sleep.
The living room, I could keep very well lit.
I felt like being somewhere
that I could light up with lights,
was the safer of my option
than being in a closed bedroom.
I was so wrong.
[suspenseful music playing]
[crackling]
[electricity buzzing]
[moaning]
[breathing heavily]
[gasping]
I felt hands on my shoulder.
I could feel the fingers digging into my shoulders.
And I could feel something pushing my knees down.
[gasping]
[coughing]
[hoarsely] Get out!
[screaming] Get out!
[Sabrina] I can't move at all.
- I can't even breathe. - [gasping]
[gruffly] Get out!
Out!
Thinking about it now, my hands are sweating, my heart is racing,
I... I'm scared.
I... I am scared, just having to relive this.
[spirit] Get out! Get out.
[whimpering]
[Sabrina] It may have been less than a minute.
I'm not even sure at this point.
I pretty much lost concept of time,
because it's like the whole world is just standing still.
I started feeling her grip off of me.
I rolled on to the floor and crawled across the floor,
as fast as I could.
As fast as I could to get away from her.
[spirit snarling] Get out!
And she's following me screaming at me to get out.
I don't want you in here. Get out.
[laughs wickedly]
Now, I'm getting out of this house.
I'm not staying in this house.
[Sabrina panting]
[screaming] Get out!
I don't even have a good concept
or recollection of how I got outside.
[spirit laughing]
I remember hearing laughing.
[laughing maniacally]
You could tell, this spirit just enjoyed the fear.
She lived off of making me terrified.
She was laughing. She thought it was funny.
Now, I'm mad.
I'm mad that she got me to the point
where I'm outside at nighttime, scared like I'm a child.
I'm going in this house and I'm gonna remove this spirit.
I have all of my focus, removing her from the house.
I can feel her.
I am removing you from this place now.
[raspy whispering]
She's whispering in front of me,
behind me, trying to distract me.
So that I can't do this to her.
[laughing]
I completely focused on moving her and her spirit from this house.
- [ghost laughing] - I am moving you from this place now.
Go back where you belong!
I'm able to get her out of the house. I just felt so relieved.
Come on Peggy. Won't you try just a little bit?
My client stopped responding, stopped eating, stopped talking.
Everything changed after this night.
She passed within two days.
And I actually told her daughter what had happened.
There was this stuff going on, you won't believe it, I sound absolutely insane
but I swear to God it's true.
And I had explained what the lady looked like
and the face when I had saw her.
And... And she was just horrible and I don't know who she...
[woman over phone] Sabrina, I'm sorry.
[Sabrina] And she says, "You're not going to believe this."
That's her sister. Her sister was the meanest,
nastiest woman you'd ever wanna meet.
And her whole life, she spent torturing my mother
"until the day she died."
I have definitely been
put more on guard when it comes to the spirit world.
[screaming]
[growls, snarls]
I definitely think I underestimated the spirit world before I met this lady.
[screaming]
I feel like this whole experience changed my life.
[laughing]
Because I had such a passion for working with people in hospice.
I loved being there for them in their final moments.
And that's taken away from me because I'll never do it again.
When you realize that spirit can take something from you
and your own life from you so quickly,
it changes everything. Everything,
it makes you value life.
[screaming] Stop!
[narrator] It's 2007, in a small Canadian city.
Brenda Ganske is working as a data analyst at a local hospital.
To make decisions that are best for our patients,
you have to have data.
And my job is to collect it
and analyze it to help people make those decisions that they need to make.
- [knocking at door] - Caffeine?
Yes.
You just walk in and right from there,
your day is just flying.
I see they got you chained at the desk again.
[Brenda] You have no break, there's no time to get a coffee.
Thank you so much.
[Brenda] It's a very small, quaint, rural facility
in a small town.
And the staff there, I can't say enough about these people,
it's definitely a family atmosphere.
I've worked in big, I've worked in small and this place has my heart.
But I don't think there was a moment from the second I walked in
that I didn't know that there was something else going on in that place.
It felt that you're just not alone.
That there's just something else there.
It's almost like you can physically reach out and touch it.
Strange things would happen there.
I would leave things a certain way,
you come back, guaranteed something's gonna be moved
in a place that doesn't make logical sense for it to get there.
[narrator] One day, Brenda finds that the hospital
is even stranger that she thought.
[Brenda] I started walking up the back stairwell to go towards
the unit that I was to collect my stuff and I can go home for the day.
[door creaking]
As soon as I open the door, quiet.
You could hear a pin drop.
[footsteps]
And then all of a sudden, I could hear something.
[indistinct laughing]
Sounded like kids giggling, playing.
And I'm like, "That doesn't make much sense because"
the upper floor was were the offices were
"and the day clinics, and nobody should be there."
[laughing continues]
I was completely scared.
It really sounded like they were everywhere around me.
I'm a very logical person, I'm hearing a kid, it must be a child.
[indistinct laughing]
There's got to be someone hiding up here.
Probably hiding behind a door.
I felt pink. Locked, locked, locked, locked.
Locked, locked, locked, locked.
It is like they're just playing with me.
It made me freak out.
There was nobody there. I had no idea what was happening.
[narrator] Shaken by her experience,
Brenda looks for answers.
I see that charge nurse that was on.
Can I ask you a question? I was...
getting my stuff
Can I ask you a question?
I was...
- Yeah. Welcome to the hospital. - What do you mean?
She told me that the second floor actually used to be a children's wing,
and they regularly on nights, hear kids running up and down those hallways, playing.
She says it's just a rite of passage, you're now a part of us, you heard the kids.
One of the first things that Brenda reported was
hearing kids running around, hearing footsteps and laughing
and when we get hospitals that used to have some sort of pediatric ICU
or pediatric ward, then sometimes we'll get this phenomenon of kids
running around, and it's simply the residual energy it's imprinting
on the environment, it's not the ghost of dead children
but rather the imprint or record of these kids running around the building.
[Brenda] And then something else happened to me was so strange.
I would put charts in the chart rack and they would come out.
[sighs]
In the beginning, I thought it was me. Maybe I'm just shoving them in wrong,
maybe I'm not paying attention.
Is somebody here?
And then all of a sudden, you see it pop out and then fly out.
These things are coming towards your face. I was freaking out.
[gasping] Stop it. Stop it!
Whatever that energy is, it's trying to get my attention.
I found that if you would address them in that way,
it would stop quite immediately.
And that is truly what I felt was happening, there's just something else there.
One day, I see something else going on in that place.
There's a man there, you see him from the waist up only.
The lower body is transparent
and he's almost semi-transparent.
But you can clearly see he's wearing an older style white shirt with suspenders.
[breathing heavily]
And he's wearing an older style hat. Kind of like in the '20s or '30s.
By the time he hit the end, the end of the hallway, he's gone.
I was freaking out.
- And it was half of him. - Yeah, with legs.
Yes, how do you know?
Yeah. Well, a lot of people have seen him.
[Brenda] It gave me a lot of relief
knowing that what I had seen and experienced,
other people had. It wasn't a secret
and that, honestly, I'm not crazy.
[girl] Leave me alone! Leave me alone!
[narrator] Brenda and her colleague
hear the frightened voice of a young patient.
Leave me alone. Why you staring at me?
Oh, please leave me alone.
[panting]
Leave me alone.
- It's okay. - Look, he's right there.
[nurse] You're dreaming, there's nobody there.
- Nothing's there. - [girl] No, he's there. He's right there.
[nurse] There's nothing there.
- No, he's there. - It's okay. It's okay
There's this 13 year old girl.
Petrified. Pale. Standing on the bed, in the gown.
[nurse] There's nothing there.
She's screaming "Oh, my God. He's in there,
"He's staring at me." This girl is freaking out. What are we supposed to do?
- Tell him to go away. - Go away.
- Tell him again. - Go away!
Go away. Please.
Thank you. Thank you.
[Brenda] If somebody is scaring you,
it doesn't matter if he's a ghost or a person,
you give him your limits and say "No, this is not okay, you go."
I think that most people who work in health care,
especially when you work in an area
that could have a lot of death in it,
who obviously have seen these things...
Stop it!
...they are believers not only in the afterlife, but ghosts.
If you're looking at the theory behind ghosts,
where they end up being
is where there was trauma or an emotional experience,
and that's a hospital, that's not a graveyard, that's a hospital.
[ending theme music playing]