The Horror OF Room 213
A Halloween Treat : The Horror OF Room 213 A reader from Lahug, Cebu City shares with us this scary tale : When I was a child, I developed a fear of hospitals because of a terrifying experience I shared with my cousin Zeny when she was recuperating from an appendectomy in one of Cebu’s oldest hospitals, a stone’s throw away from the school I was attending. Consequently, I spent every afternoon in her sick room where I awaited my father to pick me up after his office hours. One afternoon, my father was unusually late in passing for me. My cousin had fallen asleep and I was left to while away my boredom in the hospital corridor facing an inner court, an open space atrium with a Grecian fountain in the centre. Dusk had fallen and the lengthening shadows were playing eerie patterns on the ground. A nurse pushing a wheeled table on which some bottles of medicine and injectabels lay, passed by me to enter a room at the end of the corridor three numbers away from my cous