It was June. I just transferred in this house in the middle of the woods only to get away from stress and noise in the city. The place was fully furnished, it was offered to me by the last owner and the price was like a giveaway but with some minor cracks and holes, all in all it was ok.
I finished fixing my stuff and cleaned the entire house. It rained that night and I noticed water dripping from the ceiling and I'd probably have to fix that tomorrow. After things were done I took a shower and went to bed.
It was 3am, I woke up from the sound of a crying baby, it kinda sounded from outside though. It didn't scare me because I'm a little close to the road and maybe there were people passing through with a baby with them. I didn't mind it so I went back to sleep.
I just finished repairing the roof. The roof had many scratches on it, probably a cat did it a big cat maybe. I patched it up and maybe it will stop water from going through. I also fixed the water heater from the basement. The basement had a lot of stuff in it, there were a lot of medical supplies like tubes and syringes. I also found metal basins and a metal thing that when you squeeze it it opens up. Maybe the last owner was a doctor or a nurse.
I went to the bathroom and opened the faucet. I smelled something weird, it smelled like an open sewer or something. I kinda ignored it and thought it was coming from the drainage.
again I woke up to the sound of a baby crying, I checked my clock and it was 3am. That was kinda weird because it happened twice now and at the same time. But this time the cries were coming from the basement and it sounded like 2 or 3 babies crying. Now that's really weird and I don't want to scare myself maybe its just my imagination. I pulled my blanket up and went back to sleep.
It was 12.30pm, I was about to wash the dishes after having lunch but when I opened the faucet, the smell was there again but this time it was worse and the water was kinda grey. I called the guy who sold me the house and asked him about the water, he said he had the same problem and said he will send someone to fix it but after he comes back from vacation, I also asked him if he also heard a crying baby but he hang up on me. Damn, I can't stand the smell, I guess I'll have to do it myself. First I need to find out where my water source is . I followed the pipeline and ended up the river, it was clean and there were no dead animals anywhere near the water, I even tasted the water and it was fine and no smell either. Then I thought maybe some dead rat died in one of the pipes inside the house. It was getting dark so I went back. I really want to fix my water problem so I went down to the basement and tried to look for the pipes. I heard another cry but now I'm sure it was coming from the basement. I followed the cries and It was coming from behind the wall. There was a shelf, I moved the shelf away from the wall that was blocking a locked door about 4feet high. Why is there a hidden door here? It got me curious so I went to the toolbox and got a hammer. I smashed the lock and opened the door. I was pushed back by the smell, it was very foul and strong, there were flies everywhere, It was dark, luckily I had my phone with me and opened up the flashlight. I found a light switch and flipped it on. Now I'm really creeped out. There was a chair inside like the ones they use in the hospital but there were contraptions to hold the legs down. It had dried blood all over it, there's a sink full of dried blood as well. As I was circling the chair, my foot hit something, I noticed there was a handle, I removed the blanket covering it, it was about 2 meters in length, it was locked so again I smashed it with my hammer, why would someone lock the sewage? I opened it up, my eyes opened wide, I literally threw up with what I saw inside, how can someone do this inhumane thing? How can someone just throw them in here? So that's why the water smelled of rotting flesh, the sewage was full of dead fetuses, this is not just an ordinary house, this was an abortion house!
I ran upstairs and went outside, got into my car and went to the police. As it turns out, they have been looking for this guy for a long time. He was a pimp and he had been doing abortion for years.
It creeps me out that he was found dead with his head stuck in the toilet last night in a motel just after he hung up the phone.
I don't believe in ghosts but those cries clearly wanted me to find them.
The next time I'm gonna buy a house, it wouldn't be in the woods..and no basements.