Monjas, Hospitales Y Fantasmas | Relatos Del Lado Oscuro May 2026

One rainy Tuesday, Elena found a patient in Room 402—a woman recovering from a difficult surgery—sleeping soundly. To her surprise, a small, ceramic cup of water sat on the nightstand, though the woman had been strictly NPO (nothing by mouth) until that morning. "Who brought this?" Elena asked during the morning rounds.

Elena felt a chill. The hospital hadn't employed religious sisters since the late 1970s. Monjas, hospitales y fantasmas | Relatos del lado oscuro

Elena froze as the figure stopped in front of Room 402. The nun didn’t turn; she simply drifted through the heavy oak door. When Elena finally found the courage to burst into the room, it was empty of any living person. The patient was gone—transferred to ICU an hour earlier—but the ceramic cup was now full of water, cold as ice, and the faint scent of old incense lingered in the air. One rainy Tuesday, Elena found a patient in