S02 - EP13 - NHS Gothic by John Wharton | A collection of hospital hauntings
Haunted UK Fiction: Tales of the Supernatural, Paranormal, and UncannyShow Notes
A hospital at night. Empty corridors. The sense of something that shouldn't be there.
“It was 02:17. That hour again — the one that stretched too long, when the lights hummed and even the air seemed to wait... she felt wrong. Off balance. Watched. The panel glowed red: ROOM SIX. The door was ajar. She was certain she’d closed it... A shape stood inside, pale against the dim light... She pushed the door open. Empty.”
In this special collection, a series of interconnected tales unfold within the sterile, familiar world of the medical field, where routine meets the unexplained, and the night shift reveals what daylight keeps hidden. Doors open when they shouldn’t, rooms aren’t as empty as they appear, and something always seems to be watching. NHS Gothic is a collection of paranormal horror stories exploring unease, isolation, and the quiet terror of places built to preserve life…
If you enjoy this episode, continue your listening with: Blackdamp (a tense and claustrophobic tale where unseen forces prove deadly) It Shows Up When It’s Needed (a haunting story where presence emerges at moments of vulnerability) The Thing in the Wall (a nightmare that crosses into reality, where something shouldn’t exist)
About the Author John Wharton writes atmospheric horror grounded in familiar, real-world environments — bringing the supernatural into places we trust. NHS Gothic blends everyday routine with creeping unease, where the ordinary becomes something far more disturbing.
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Credits: Story by John Wharton Narrated by Steven Holloway Script prepared by Melissa West Produced by Pink Flamingo Home Studio
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Enter the world of Haunted UK Fiction — a paranormal fiction podcast and sister show to the Haunted UK Podcast.We bring you original supernatural stories, ghost stories, and eerie fiction written by authors from the UK and around the world. From hauntings and poltergeists to strange creatures, folklore, and the unexplained, each episode features professionally narrated horror and paranormal fiction designed to unsettle, intrigue, and stay with you long after listening.If you enjoy atmospheric storytelling, dark fiction, and immersive audio experiences, Haunted UK Fiction is your home for weekly supernatural tales.
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