The Silent Scream of the Dormitory

The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the campus of St. Augustine College. The dormitory, a sprawling, ivy-covered building, stood at the edge of the campus, its windows dark and foreboding. Inside, a group of freshmen were about to learn that not all legends were just stories.

Sarah, a shy girl with a penchant for the supernatural, had moved into the dormitory after her first semester. She had heard whispers of the building's haunted past, but dismissed them as nothing more than campus lore. That was until the night she heard it—the silent scream.

It came in the dead of night, a sound so faint it could have been the wind, yet it was unmistakable. Sarah woke up, her heart pounding, and found herself staring at the shadowy figure of a girl in her room. The girl's eyes were wide with terror, and her mouth moved as if she were trying to scream, but no sound came out.

The next morning, Sarah told her roommate, Emily, about the incident. Emily, a skeptic, dismissed it as a dream, but the whispers grew louder. They were everywhere—echoing through the halls, whispering through the walls. The students began to hear them too, each with their own terrifying story.

One night, as the students gathered in the common room, the whispers reached a fever pitch. A group of girls were huddled together, their faces pale with fear. "It's getting worse," one of them whispered. "I heard it outside my window last night. It felt like it was calling my name."

Another girl, Mark, a former football player, stood up. "I think we need to find out where it's coming from. Maybe it's tied to the dormitory's history."

Sarah's curiosity was piqued. She had always been fascinated by the supernatural, and the whispers had become an obsession. She decided to investigate the dormitory's past, hoping to uncover the source of the haunting.

Sarah spent hours in the college library, pouring over old newspapers and student records. She discovered that the dormitory had been built on the site of an old psychiatric hospital. The hospital had been abandoned decades ago, after a series of mysterious deaths. The whispers, she realized, were the echoes of those who had died there.

Sarah shared her findings with Emily and Mark. "We need to find the hospital," she said. "There might be something there that can help us."

The trio set out into the dark, their flashlights cutting through the night. They navigated the overgrown brush and stumbled upon the remnants of the old hospital. The buildings were in ruins, their windows shattered, and their doors hanging open. The air was thick with the scent of decay.

Inside, they found a small, abandoned room. The walls were covered in faded wallpaper, and a single, dusty mirror stood in the center. Sarah approached the mirror, her heart pounding. She saw her reflection, but as she reached out to touch her face, the image shifted. It was no longer her. Instead, it was the girl from her dream—the girl who had been silent.

The room began to spin, and Sarah felt herself being pulled into the mirror. She screamed, but no sound came out. She was trapped, surrounded by the ghostly figures of the hospital's former patients. They reached out to her, their eyes filled with terror and sorrow.

Emily and Mark rushed into the room, but it was too late. Sarah was gone. The mirror shattered, and the whispers grew louder, more desperate. The students were trapped in the dormitory, haunted by the spirits of the past.

Days turned into weeks, and the whispers continued. The students grew more and more desperate, their sanity slipping away. One by one, they succumbed to the haunting, their bodies becoming mere shells of their former selves.

Finally, a group of professors and administrators decided to take action. They called in a team of paranormal investigators to uncover the truth. The investigators spent days searching the dormitory, their equipment picking up the faintest whispers of the spirits.

As they delved deeper into the investigation, they discovered that the spirits were not just trapped in the dormitory. They were trapped in the mirror, bound by an ancient curse. The only way to free them was to break the curse.

The professors and investigators worked tirelessly, searching for the key to breaking the curse. They finally found it in an old, leather-bound book hidden in the college library. The book contained a ritual to break the curse, but it required a sacrifice.

The students were faced with a difficult choice. They could continue to be haunted by the spirits, or they could break the curse at the cost of one of their own. After much debate, they decided to break the curse, no matter the cost.

The ritual was performed in the abandoned hospital, and the spirits were freed. The dormitory was finally quiet, the whispers gone. The students returned to their normal lives, but they would never forget the silent scream of the dormitory.

The dormitory was renovated and reopened, but the whispers continued to echo through the halls. The students who moved in were warned about the building's haunted past, but they were determined to overcome their fears.

The silent scream of the dormitory had become a legend, a reminder of the power of the past and the resilience of the human spirit.