Foreword: these aren't interesting.
Me and a friend broke into an abandoned insane asylum attached to a veteran's hospital 3 years ago, one of the hallways lead to it contrasting the maintained and deteriorating halves, that was rumored to have conducted experiments on soldiers and was generally agreed upon to be haunted. The first time I entered the premises I heard a shrill sorrowful scream, which my friend didn't hear from short distance from the entrance, from the opposite end of the campus and because a police car was stationed in front of the asylum we would return another night. The asylum is well-known and rumored about because of it being a popular Generation X hangout where people threw parties when they were in their youths. There was only one way in it, a window up stained marble stairs above the ground level, that was too old and small to bother locking up. There was an elevator shaft thick with dust and the flashlight we had wasn't strong enough to penetrate it. Curiously in the display cases showed events and dates for after the hospital closed and my friend is someone who's facts should be taken with grains of salt. Exploring more of the 'pital exiting the bathroom and looking into some procedure rooms we hard a sinister exhale in which we looked at each other and decided to not risk a great story or soul imprisonment. The bottom floor didn't have anything of note, just old boxes and emptied office cabinets. Outside the police car returned and we waited it out for 10 minutes before it and we left.
A few days later we went to a cemetery that was definitely haunted where my friend encountered some cryptid demon animal that yipped and yowled like a fox or small dog and a statue that moved. The Uber driver was an Aryan Afghan man who talked to us about djinns on the drive there. The most interesting thing I saw was a hole in the brick wall with bricks outside of the cemetery meaning something busted out from it. We didn't encounter anything spooky, we spit on jewish graves and I drew a penis and swastikas on the entrance to them with spray paint. My friend then suddenly had to shit their pants and the only thing stopping them was clutching onto the cross and the feeling subsided when we left but I think that retard was just nervous about the naughty thing we did. Next to the cemetery is an abandoned small amusement park where friend saw a scarecrow staring at her but again I took it with a grain of salt.
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