What happened within these walls of this hospital?

My husband and I decided to buy this old psychiatric hospital to renovate into a hotel. Our town does not have much in it and it is getting bigger and bigger. We knew this was going to be a huge asset to our community. Everyone wanted to have something done with this old hospital. It was getting old and derelict. 

We got to work right away on the place. Hired out contractors to help us because this was a pretty massive place. Hired electricians, and plumbers. The faster we could get things done the sooner we could start getting people into the place.

We decided to do just one floor at a time and get people in on the floor we finish and worry about the rest after. We knew it would be a huge challenge even doing one floor at a time but this is something we wanted to bring to the community. We had not lived here for long but after seeing the price of this old place and seeing so many tourists come in and have to drive out of town to stay overnight. This is something this town needed.

Starting in the front and working our way back to each of the rooms. We left it as it was with the rooms being the new rooms. Of course new flooring new walls. Big conference room at the end of one hall. A bar at the other end of the hall. 

Behind the reception was a big room, which I think was the lunchroom. We made that into a restaurant. Down the left hall was the director's office. They had left a bunch of papers, the files were still filled with papers for each of the patients.

I decided to take a break and go through the files and paperwork. What I found made my blood curl. The things they had done in this hospital were deployable. Down to raping patients, Torturing them. You name it they had done it. Why it was all documented I have yet to figure things out. I think they did these things to study the effects. That would be just the worst thing in the world if that is what they had done. 

Things finally were close to getting done. So we wanted to stay the night to see how it would be on the guests when they spend the night. That was a big mistake.

Soon as midnight rolled around we heard noises in the hall. Wheelchairs squeaking. Beds squeaking. Not our beds though. The beds that use to be here, we heard that same squeak moving out some of the old beds that had been left behind. 

Started hearing moaning from the old patients. This place was still an active hospital. Just unseen. How this could happen I really couldn't tell you. Then we started getting attacked. The patients rebelled and started to think we were staff and attack us. We then ran out of the hospital as fast as we could.

How were we going to change this? We did not want to sink all this money into this place to have to just abandon the project. So we looked up local ghost hunters to see if they could help us with our issue. 

They came ran all kinds of tests and told us they were not leaving because of all the things this hospital had done to them. There was no cohabitating with them because they will always take revenge on anyone that stays here, no matter who it is.

So now it looked as if we had no choice but to lose everything we had in this place. I had no choice but to maybe try to talk to something I couldn't see. I went back the next night and waited for the activity to pick up again. I spoke up and all the noise stopped. Were they hearing me? I spoke again trying to tell them that those people who did those things were no longer there. I don't think many were even alive since this happened in the early 1900s. 

They seemed to hear me but were they hearing me. I left that night and decided to see what would happen the next night. When I came back I tried to tell them what I was doing with this place. If they did not want to cohabitate with new guests they could have the fourth floor to themselves and let us have the lower floors. Every time I spoke they stopped and I think they had listened. I asked for some kind of confirmation that this would work for them. No answer. 

I decided to just finish this first floor like I planned and just see how things go. The only thing I could do is try and get some guests that may be ok with a ghost or two. 

That's how we did it. We worked it out with ghosts. I don't know how when professional ghost hunters could not do it, or maybe they just didn't try, maybe they liked females. Who knows the reasoning, who cares. We did not lose our money, instead, we made a lot of money. The selling point was a haunted hotel. The ghosts were happy getting attention from people that would not harm them. I made sure in the rules that they could not provoke they could not be or say anything mean to these spirits. 

Things worked out great. I never thought it would work. Life sometimes surprises you.