When It's Time To Go

When It's Time To Go
A chilling true story shared by a user named Shimaira, recounting unexplained occurrences surrounding the death of their grandfather in a hospice, leaving the family convinced of a spiritual presence.

The sterile smell of the hospice hung in the air, thick with quiet sorrow. You sat by your grandfather's bedside, the hushed whispers of family and the rhythmic beeping of medical equipment the only sounds. He lay still, caught in a comatose state, his breathing shallow. Hours stretched into the deep of the night.

Suddenly, the jarring ring of the telephone cut through the silence. Expecting a nurse, someone answered, only to find the line completely silent. A wave of unease rippled through the room. Then, a short while later, a distinct knocking echoed from the door, but when checked, the hallway was empty.