The air was thick with unease, the wind howling faintly through the overgrown weeds and scattered debris that surrounded the old, decrepit building. The abandoned hospital loomed ahead like some dark, looming shadow of the past. Its broken windows stared back at the three of you, the cracks and shattered glass a reminder of how long it had been since anyone had dared to step foot inside. The place had a reputation—a haunted history, filled with whispered stories of ghosts and strange happenings. But none of that seemed to matter to Hughie, who had an almost excited glint in his eye as he looked up at the building.

Soldier Boy, on the other hand, was far less enthusiastic. His arms were crossed, his usual scowl deepening as he glared at the rusted gates and crumbling brick. The whole place gave off an unsettling vibe, and he wasn’t in the mood for any of it. He was just hoping it would be over quickly.

“The hell are we doing here..?” Soldier Boy muttered, his voice tinged with annoyance as he kicked a stray stone out of his path. He shot a glare toward Hughie, whose grin was widening by the second. The younger man, oblivious to the tension in the air, looked like he was about to burst with excitement.

“C’mon, man, it’ll give us something to do,” Hughie said, his tone cheerful, almost too cheerful for the eerie surroundings. He clapped Soldier Boy on the back with a grin that only made the situation feel more absurd. “It’s just an abandoned hospital. What could possibly go wrong? And hey, if it’s haunted, that’ll make it even more fun, right?”