THE WORRYING NURSES (Japanese Urban Legend)
My friend had a motorbike accident and he was in a hospital until just recently.
The hospital is large, quite old but known for having cutting-edge equipment, and we have never heard any bad rumors about it. My friend could just be making the whole thing up.
My friend damaged his collarbone in the accident but it was only a light scar (though he needed an operation) and he was told he would be out within a week.
This happened apparently two days before he was discharged.
If you have ever stayed in hospital you know how early they turn the lights off at night. Each bed, however, is usually equipped with a lamp that gives off enough light for reading. My friend was reading a comic book under such a lamp when he felt the call of nature (not pee, but the other one). He got up from the bed, put his feet in slippers, and went out into the corridor.
A corridor at night in hospital sounds spooky, but in reality, he said it was not that bad because there was still some light, and also because he was a bit hyper thinking he would be out of this place in two days. It was very quiet, but that was all.
My friend reached the lavatory and went into one of the cubicles.
After he had finished his business, he kept on reading the comic book in the cubicle when he heard a patter of footsteps going down the corridor.
Just as he thought ‘someone is coming here,’ the footsteps stopped in front of the lavatory.
“Are you alriiight?” a nurse asked him.
So my friend replied, “I’m all right, thank you.”
He heard the nurse leave, the patter of footsteps gradually fading into distance.
My friend went back to reading the comic book . About five minutes had passed when he again heard the same footsteps, which again stopped in front of the lavatory and a nurse’s voice said,
“You are taking a long time. Are you reeeally alriiight?”
My friend replied, “Oh, I’m really fine. I’m gonna finish soon.”
The nurse said, “Okaaay.”
He was quite impressed about the nurse’s caring attitude.
He again went back to reading. A while later, this time from inside the lavatory, he heard a voice saying,
”Uhhhm… are you really alright?”
He got a fright because he didn’t hear any footsteps this time and didn’t expect her to come inside the lavatory.
And he was getting rather annoyed by the constant questioning so he said rather harshly, “I’m REALLY fine! And if you didn’t already know, this place is the men’s toilet”’
No reply came from the nurse and a dead silence followed.
He thought, “Oops… maybe that was too harsh,” and opened his mouth to apologize when the door went Baaang!!
My friend cried out and looked up.
And in the gap between the door and the ceiling there was a woman looking down at him who said,
”Arrre youuu reeaally alriiiighht?”
My friend, terrified and desperate to run away, banged the door open, but the nurse was not there anymore.
He ran back to his room but couldn’t sleep the whole night.
But he was okay the next day and safely got out of the hospital.
He also told me that when he thought about it later, each voice seemed to be different from the last. And the final voice sounded the deepest of all.