Coronavirus has really put a crimp in our plans to torture your favorite lab
rat by making him do crazy, terrifying, uncomfortable, or disgusting things-
all in the name of science of course. But that’s when we all got to thinking- if he
can’t go outside because of the virus, what if we put him in a place where there’s no chance of
catching the virus? Mostly because everyone there is already dead? And that’s exactly what we did,
as we challenged our least important staff writer to spend 24 hours locked in a real morgue. What we
didn’t count on was him accidentally stumbling on photographic proof of the supernatural...
0700 Hours: This is the start of my official challenge,
24 hours locked in a morgue. Honestly, who’s coming up with these ideas? Spend a day locked
in with dead people, The Infographics Show really is run by a bunch of sadists.
So I’m in a small auxiliary morgue in one of the communities outside of Los
Angeles. How long it took Infographics to find this place, and get permission to do this,
is beyond me, but trust me those guys and girls have been pretty motivated lately to get me back
on the road and doing challenges. I guess everyone’s had about enough of coronavirus.
Speaking of the virus, sadly people still aren’t taking it seriously and the death
toll continues to mount. The place I’m at was an old morgue that went unused for a few decades,
until the more modern facilities became overwhelmed with coronavirus casualties.
So this place is what you might call, ‘temporary storage’, while the morticians get
about disinfecting the body and prepping it for funeral, and this place too is near capacity. It’s
the weekend though, and this is a pretty small community, so I was told I shouldn’t be disturbed.
Then the mortician’s assistant said, “at least not by the living anyways.”,
and sort of laughed in a way that hinted he was only half joking. I didn’t find it funny at all.
I tried to get the girlfriend to do this challenge with me, but she flat-out refused
to go anywhere near a dead body. Hard to blame her. I’ve seen death before,
but sitting in a tiny building stuffed full of corpses is nobody’s idea of a good time.
Plus, the weather outside is really overcast which kind of adds to the gloom of the place.
There’s a main office, a small waiting area of sorts, two private offices which are locked,
and the storage/examination room, which takes up most of the building.
The room is extremely chilly and the temperature is kept really low in order to help keep the
bodies from rotting more than normal. The room is even colder than normal now because
bodies are having to be stored for longer than usual thanks to the overflow of covid victims.
I heard some cities are even using refrigerated trucks after running out of morgue space.
So, ok, I have to stay in this building for 24 hours. Since the building is being used as
overflow, nobody should be coming by to bother me I was told, at least until I get let out tomorrow
morning. The doors are locked, and the only way out now for me would be breaking a window,
which you best believe I’m ready to do if a zombie situation starts kicking off. I’ve got
some snacks, food to last me my stay, my laptop, and a sleeping bag. There’s also a small tv
the staff brought out of one of the offices for me. All in all, how hard could this be?
1200 Hours: Alright, it’s been five hours stuck in this building and the weather outside turned
from bad to worse. It was overcast at first and then started raining, which is just perfect.
Seriously, it rains so rarely out here in SoCal
and it just so happens to start raining on the day I spend in a creepy morgue?
I swear sometimes I think the universe, and not just Infographics Show, is out to get me.
I went into the storage/examination room just out of sheer curiosity,
and immediately changed my mind. It’s freezing in there right now, and the
smell of chemicals and death is overwhelming. It’s hard to describe the smell of a corpse,
kind of like old leather, with some sickly sweet aroma, but a pungent after taste.
My curiosity was immediately satisfied, and I ducked back into the main office. 19 hours to go.
1334 Hours: Alright, I swear I’m hearing a slight clicking noise coming from somewhere in
the building. I can only hear it sporadically, and I’m sure it’s something totally normal,
but given my circumstances, it’s definitely making me a bit spooked.
1500 hours: First eight hours down, and I’m looking forward to this ending.
I can’t explain to you how unsettling it is to be stuck in a building full of dead bodies literally
just a few feet away from you. I tried eating lunch but just didn’t have the appetite for it.
The rain is coming sporadically, but the clouds are still heavy outside. I was really hoping for
some sunshine, but this whole day has a very horror movie vibe to it that I’m not digging.
Also, I keep hearing that clicking sound. It’s rapid fire and comes in short bursts,
sounds like maybe high heels on ceramic or something like that. But there’s no ceramic
floors here, the office area is carpeted and the actual exam room floor is cement.
I tried clicking on the floor with a pen but it makes a totally different sound.
I’m sure it’s a rodent or something, there’s bound to
be mice or rats in a building that stores human bodies, right? At least I hope so.
1704 Hours: Clicking noise again, this time much more obvious. It used to be that I’d only really
hear it when the audio on the tv died down, but now I can sometimes hear it even over the tv. I
did a sweep of the building, which included going into that creepy exam room, but found nothing.
1900 Hours: It’s been twelve hours now. I’ve managed to eat some but it’s incredible how
little appetite you have when you’re a few feet away from a bunch of corpses.
I’ve heard that corpses can burp or moan or even move as gases escape the body,
but these bodies have been here too long for any of that- something I am incredibly grateful for.
LIsten, put me face to face with something alive any day, but I don’t mess around with the dead.
Me and Infographics Show are still negotiating me doing a ghost hunting challenge episode
for you guys. I am super not keen on anything dead, just really squeegs me out.
I haven’t gone in to look at any of the dead bodies- I know all of you
are probably wondering when I’d get around to that. You think that’s the first thing you’d do
if you were in my shoes right? Well, I did too, until I was actually physically here.
Now the last thing I want is to see what’s inside those storage cabinets or whatever they call them,
I kind of just want to pretend those corpses don’t even exist.
Buuutttt, well, I think my brain has a kind of defect, because it has a weird macabre sort of
curiosity, and once I get that itch, I can’t stop thinking about it until I scratch it.
I had been explicitly told not to do this by the staff, but, the staff aren’t here,
and there’s no cameras. So, I braved the freezing cold and found an empty cabinet. Listen,
I knew it was a bad idea, I mean how horror movie cliche could things get? But like I said,
when I get that curious itch I gotta satisfy it. Once I got in trouble in a Titanic exhibit in
Las Vegas for climbing past the guard rails and touching part of the hull that had been brought
up from the depths. I just wanted to feel that connection to history, I mean how many people
have physically touched the titanic? Other than me and a bunch of really dead people?
I checked to make sure the door wouldn’t close on me,
and even wedged a few pens into the open door to make sure it couldn’t close,
then after a pretty long, pretty hard think, climbed onto the slab and wheeled myself inside.
I wish I could tell you it was an amazing experience- it wasn’t. Matter of fact,
it was immediately creepy and I very quickly got back out again. I’m not claustrophobic,
but knowing that one day I’d be in this same box only dead very quickly made me want to leave.
Honestly would not recommend trying this one at home, kids.
2100 Hours: I haven’t heard the clicking in a while, so I was probably right- it
was probably just a mice or rat or maybe even raccoons. It’s been raining throughout the day
so wouldn’t be surprised if small animals were trying to find shelter in this old building.
It’s well past dark outside and it’s sort of starting to dawn on me- I have to go to
sleep here soon. Sure, being up and watching tv during the day time in a morgue is one thing,
but when it gets dark and you realize you’re going to have to spend the night in here,
well that’s another thing entirely.
I tried to eat but once more the presence of all these bodies makes it impossible to have
an appetite, and the food tastes like ash. Also, I can’t get the smell of chemicals and… death,
out of my nostrils after climbing into that cabinet. I mean, in hindsight, I doubt they
clean them very well after being used- if at all. That was definitely monumentally stupid.
2141 Hours: The clicking is back. This time I swear it was coming from one direction,
and then from another. And definitely from the examination room area. You know,
the place with the corpses. While this makes my mouse or rat hypothesis more likely, I guess
it makes a reanimated corpse hypothesis just as likely. Comforting thought.
2300 Hours: I’ve been trying to stay up on purpose, because I really don’t want to sleep
in here, but I can feel myself getting sleepier and sleepier.
I can't stress how little I am enjoying this challenge. Put me in the wild, or out
on the streets, or facing down another bear- literally anything but being around dead people.
And the clicking, it keeps happening. Sometimes faintly, other times much more pronounced.
It’ll happen every fifteen or twenty minutes or so, and if I walk into the exam room while it’s
happening it stops. I’ve kept the lights on in there and in the office area I’m at,
but this is 1970s lighting and honestly, I feel like it just makes things creepier.
I’m going to try and sleep for a bit, and have set up my sleeping
bag in a far corner of the room where I can see the rest of the building
pretty well. Hopefully this is not my final entry from the land of the living.
0228 Hours: I am not going back to sleep,
and am seriously considering breaking a window to get out.
I slept for a while, but got woken up about a half hour ago suddenly. I’m not sure why,
I vaguely remember having a dream of being inside this building and somebody I couldn’t quite see
was trying to get my attention. I can’t explain it, weird dream stuff,
but this person was distorted, looked like a blur and when they spoke it was all muffled.
Then they grabbed me and shook me and I woke up. Very creepy stuff.
Just a few seconds after waking up I heard the clicking noise again.
It was much louder without the tv on, and here’s the thing- I had kept the
tv on on purpose so the noise of real, living people would make me feel better as I slept.
I even checked to make sure it had no auto-turn off function enabled, and yet when I woke up, the
tv was off. Also my laptop was turned so that when I opened it back up the screen was facing away
from me. I very clearly remember just shutting the laptop closed, while obviously facing me because
I had just been writing to you guys on it. But when I woke up and opened it, it was facing away.
This is all really starting to be too much.
I really don’t do well with ghost crap, I’m still terrified of the Poltergeist movies.
0510 Hours: I haven’t been able to sleep, or maybe I just don’t want to.
I’ve stayed up watching tv and turned all the lights in the building back on. I’m
officially on high alert, and it’s all thanks to that damned clicking sound.
I got a hunch about a half hour ago when I heard it again, and I went into the exam
room. I started tapping on things with my fingernail, I tried the floor again- nope,
not the right pitch. Tried an examination table, again, not quite right. Tried one of the medical
storage chests, nope not it. Then I tried one of the cabinets the bodies are kept in-
it sounded almost right. I opened it a little bit, catching glimpse of a group of
very purple toes in the process, and tapped on the metal lid from the inside.
Perfect match.
Listen, this thing might still be a mouse or a rat or maybe a big roach, but I am officially
done with this challenge. The only thing keeping me from prying open a window and trying to crawl
out is the fact that I know in less than two hours I’ll be let out and I really don’t want
to cause trouble for the show. But I am beyond done with this challenge. This is my final entry,
and I’m spending the rest of my time here with my back to the wall and tv
lined up so I can keep an eye on the exam room doors, and all the corpses on the other side.
Post Challenge Update: So a few days after this very stupid challenge,
I was talking to a friend about everything that went on in that morgue and he was very curious
about the laptop being turned around. He suggested that I check the laptop’s camera roll, because
apparently spirits sometimes can activate digital cameras and make themselves known that way.
The laptop I was using is pretty old, because I never take my nice laptop out
on the field with me on these challenges. I never use the camera on that thing,
and the last time I did must’ve been a few years ago. But, well, I did find pictures,
just like my friend said I might, and... they don’t make me feel any better about my experience.
So, ok, here’s picture 1.
Sorry about the bad quality- like I said it’s an old laptop and low light didn’t help matters.
You can clearly see the glow of the tv which must have still been on at this point.
Now here’s picture 2. Tv is still on, but did you catch that? Here,
look at picture one and picture two back-to-back. See how the perspective
of the photo very clearly shifts? Something obviously moved the laptop in between photos.
Now, for the reason I will never do a ghost hunt
challenge video for Infographics Show ever in my life. Picture number 3. .
You can see how the image is fuzzy, like the camera doesn’t quite know what to focus on.
Or maybe because those big boots appeared suddenly as the photo was being taken.
You can even tell that the laptop moved pretty dramatically right before the photo was taken.
Listen, I can tell you that I wasn’t wearing boots that night, and there was only me in that morgue
for the entire stay, but I understand if you don’t believe me. As for me, I’m officially done
with anything related to dead people or ghosts for Infographics. They do NOT pay me enough for this.
Want more creepiness? Check out when our challenge guy probably heard bigfoot and
almost fought a bear, in 72 hours in the forest alone! Or click this other video instead!