Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition Chapter 1214: Story 1214: Trapped in Room 14

Chapter 1214: Story 1214: Trapped in Room 14

INT. ABANDONED HOSPITAL – SECTOR 6 – NIGHT

Rain pounded on the broken windows as lightning revealed the crumbling sign: “St. Ellora dical – Quarantine Ward.” Lena, Briggs, and the Girl stood at the entrance, soaked and shivering.

Briggs held the blood-stained chip Dr. Hale had given them.

BRIGGS:

“We hide here for the night. Just until the storm clears.”

Inside, the hospital reeked of bleach, rust, and sothing fouler. Distant groans echoed from darkened corridors.

INT. HOSPITAL – ROOM 14 – MONTS LATER

They barricaded themselves inside a patient room. It was quiet… too quiet. A tal bed lay twisted in the corner. The overhead light buzzed dimly on backup power.

LENA:

“This place doesn’t feel right.”

The Girl sat cross-legged on the floor, tracing patterns in the dust. Her eyes fixated on a crack in the wall.

THE GIRL:

“This room rembers.”

BRIGGS:

“What?”

THE GIRL:

“Pain.”

Lena stiffened. Briggs rolled his eyes, trying to rest against the wall. Then—a whisper.

VOICE (whispering):

“Room Fourteen… never forgets…”

The air turned cold.

FLASHBACK VISION – THE PAST (THE GIRL’S MIND)

A screaming patient tied to the bed. Nurses crying. Doctors in hazmat suits. A man injected with a glowing green serum—“Stitch.” Then: convulsions. Blood from the eyes. Screams cut short. A mirror shattered by a clawed hand.

Then: silence.

INT. ROOM 14 – PRESENT

BRIGGS (grabbing his head):

“Did you feel that?”

LENA:

“I saw it…”

The walls began to pulse faintly. The Girl’s nose bled. The mirror on the far wall cracked by itself.

BANG. Sothing pounded on the hallway door.

BANG. BANG.

Then it stopped.

LENA (whispering):

“We’re not alone in this hospital.”

Suddenly, the door flung open.

No one there.

The corridor stretched like an endless tunnel, filled with flickering lights. Lena raised her knife. Briggs had his last bullet.

THE GIRL:

“Follow .”

INT. HOSPITAL – LOWER CORRIDORS – MONTS LATER

They passed isolation chambers. Inside: cryogenic pods, so shattered, so still humming. One held a human-child hybrid floating in dark fluid—alive, twitching.

They reached a locked steel door labeled:

ROOM 14 – DO NOT ENTER – SCRUBBED.

Briggs turned to Lena, confused.

BRIGGS:

“We’re already in Room 14…?”

THE GIRL:

“No. We’re in its shadow.”

Suddenly, alarms blared.

A voice over intercom:

“Patient 14 breach. Containnt failure.”

The floor shook. Glass broke behind them. A figure erged from the original Room 14—a stitched man, patchworked from limbs, glowing green in his veins.

LENA (shouting):

“Run!”

INT. ERGENCY STAIRWELL – NIGHT

They fled up the stairs as the creature chased them, its hands scraping sparks from the walls. Briggs pushed a fire extinguisher down the steps—it exploded, knocking the thing back.

BRIGGS:

“That wasn’t human.”

LENA:

“It was… once.”

EXT. HOSPITAL ROOFTOP – NIGHT

They burst into the rain, gasping for air. Sirens echoed far below. The Girl looked down.

THE GIRL:

“More are coming. They know we’re alive.”

Lena clutched the chip tighter.

Room 14 was behind them.

But sothing much worse had been awakened.