I never believed in ghosts until that terrifying night in the abandoned hospital. It all started when my friends dared me to spend the night there, promising me it would be the adventure of a lifetime. Little did I know, it would be a night I would never forget. As we entered the dark, decrepit building, a chill ran down my spine. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were being watched. I laughed nervously, trying to play it cool in front of my friends, but deep down, I was scared out of my mind. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the hallway, causing us all to jump. My heart pounded in my chest as we frantically searched for the source of the sound. And that’s when I saw it — a shadowy figure standing at the end of the corridor, its eyes glowing in the darkness.