Legends had been told of this sanitarium and how it’s full of the spirits of the children who’d died here during the great fire of 1910. Over the years, many curious minds had ventured inside this place, either wanting to prove their bravery or just plain curious. However, by the time those souls got to see the light again, they weren’t the same. There’s something different about them. Nobody could tell. One thing’s for sure, at times, you can hear screaming, not children screaming but the scream of a tortured adult. I would be careful when I pick my travel destination.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.