The Dormitory's Silent Witness

The sun had barely risen when the first light filtered through the thin curtains of Room 312. The dormitory was a silent, echoing shell of its former lively self, now occupied by a group of students who had never known its true history. Among them was Alex, a freshman with a penchant for the supernatural, and his friends, Sarah, a curious psychology major, and Tom, a skeptical but curious engineering student.

The dormitory, built in the 1920s, had been a place of whispered secrets and rumored hauntings. It was said that the old building had once been a sanatorium, a place where the mentally ill were confined and often forgotten. The stories were just that—stories—until Alex found an old, dusty journal hidden in the back of the library’s archives.

The journal belonged to a woman named Evelyn, a patient who had been admitted to the sanatorium in the 1930s. Her entries were filled with despair and a haunting plea for help. The final entry read, "They took my voice, but I will not be silent. I will be heard." The journal was signed with a chilling monogram: "E."

Alex's curiosity was piqued, and he decided to share his discovery with Sarah and Tom. They decided to investigate the dormitory's history, hoping to uncover the truth behind Evelyn's plea. The more they delved into the past, the more they realized that the dormitory was not just a place of rest; it was a place of horror.

One evening, as the three friends gathered in Room 312, they decided to confront the dormitory's secrets head-on. They had set up a makeshift séance, using a Ouija board and candles to create an atmosphere of mystery. As they began to ask questions, the room grew colder, and an eerie silence settled over them.

Suddenly, the lights flickered, casting eerie shadows across the walls. The Ouija board began to move on its own, spelling out the name "Evelyn." The friends were startled but continued to ask questions, their voices barely above a whisper.

"Are you here, Evelyn?" Sarah asked, her voice trembling.

The board moved again, spelling out "Yes."

"Can you tell us what happened to you?" Tom inquired, his eyes wide with fear.

The board's pointer moved to the word "Silent."

"What do you mean, 'Silent'?" Alex pressed.

The pointer moved to the word "Witness."

"Witness?" Sarah repeated, confusion clouding her features.

Before they could ask for clarification, the room was plunged into darkness. The candles flickered and went out, leaving the room in complete darkness. The friends could hear each other's breaths, the only sound in the room.

"Where are you?" Sarah whispered, her voice trembling.

"Here," a voice replied, echoing through the room. "I've been waiting for you."

The friends exchanged terrified glances. The voice was Evelyn's, clear and unmistakable. She was here, in the room with them.

"Who took your voice?" Alex asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Those who would silence me," Evelyn replied. "They took my voice, but I will not be silent. I will be heard."

The room seemed to vibrate with energy. The friends could feel the presence of Evelyn, a silent witness to the dormitory's dark past. They knew that they had to find out the truth, not just for Evelyn, but for themselves.

The next day, the friends began to investigate the dormitory's history more thoroughly. They discovered that Evelyn had been a victim of experimentation by the sanatorium's doctors. They had taken her voice, leaving her to die in silence. But Evelyn had not been silenced completely; her spirit had remained, waiting for someone to listen to her story.

As they pieced together the story, the friends realized that Evelyn's spirit was trapped in the dormitory, bound to the place where she had suffered so greatly. They knew that they had to free her, to give her voice back.

The night of the séance, the friends had not been alone. Evelyn had been there, watching them, waiting for them to understand her plight. Now, they had to face the final challenge: to free her spirit and put her to rest.

The friends returned to Room 312, armed with a plan. They knew that they had to confront the doctors who had taken Evelyn's voice, to force them to face the truth of their actions. It was a dangerous mission, but they were determined to succeed.

As they entered the room, they could feel Evelyn's presence, stronger and more determined than ever. She was with them, guiding them through the darkness.

The doctors were in the room, their faces twisted with fear as they realized what the friends were about to do. The friends confronted them, demanding answers and justice for Evelyn.

The doctors were forced to admit their guilt, to tell the truth about what they had done to Evelyn. As they spoke, Evelyn's spirit seemed to grow stronger, her voice echoing through the room.

Finally, the doctors were taken away, and the friends stood in the room, the silence broken only by the sound of their own breathing. Evelyn's spirit was free, her voice restored.

The friends left the dormitory, the weight of the past lifted from their shoulders. They had faced the darkness and found the light, giving Evelyn the voice she had been denied for so long.

The dormitory's secrets were finally revealed, and the friends knew that they had made a difference. Evelyn's story had been heard, and her spirit could finally rest in peace.