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“I heard a woman giving birth… in an empty hospital.” I used to work night shifts in an old countryside hospital. Around 3 AM, I’d sneak downstairs to rest in an empty lounge. One night, I walked through this long, dark hallway — lights off, completely silent. Then I heard it. A woman screaming. Not just screaming… giving birth. The sound was coming from the obstetrics wing. It was intense. Painful. Real. I thought, someone needs help. So I started checking the rooms. One by one. Dark