Ghost story The ward was filled with a deathly silence. Its sickeningly clinical smell engulfing the lungs of the eager, but fatigued, medical student. Beth
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First Draft: 25/12/05 Re-drafted: 02/02/06 Loren Macdonald Ghost story The ward was filled with a deathly silence. Its sickeningly clinical smell engulfing the lungs of the eager, but fatigued, medical student. Beth yawned as she flicked through countless medical texts. She wondered if medical school was really for her; it was filled with late nights, exams and, at the moment, elderly people who would talk to in their sleep. As if on cue, she could hear Mr Adams in Bay 3 already muttering. She knew that in time he would grow louder. Rolling her deep blue eyes she strode over to his bedside. The crisp white sheets and the blue blankets were twisted and the old man was covered in a cold sweat. "The blood," the man muttered. "How will I ever get rid of all of the blood?" Horrified, she stepped back making a figure in one of the side room's windows...


