A couple days ago Raihan and I went for a walk through the abandoned parts of the hospital campus. There have been numerous accounts of ghost sightings from employees and patients, but anytime I bring it up with people who have worked here for a long time I don't get eye rolls or chuckles. Allegedly, the ghost sightings are eerily routine. Given that this used to be a Civil War hospital, it doesn't surprise me. I was thankful that we were doing this walk in the daylight, because I honestly felt like many people were watching me from the darkened, open windows of the old structures. It's hard to ignore the crows, too. They're everywhere, the murders of crows.
By the way, a group of owls is called a parliament.