Lila, a determined and curious ghost hunter, stood at the entrance, her flashlight flickering. Her heart raced with both fear and excitement as she pushed open the rusted gates, the creak echoing like a mournful wail.

Lila's footsteps echoed as she moved cautiously, her senses on high alert. She paused by a faded mural depicting serene landscapes, a stark contrast to the gloom surrounding her. "What stories do you hide?" she whispered to the empty hallways.

Lila watched, entranced, as the spirits moved with purpose, their eyes pleading. One, a young nurse with a gentle smile, reached out to her. "Help us," the nurse's voice echoed softly in the dimness, filled with an urgency that sent shivers down Lila's spine.

As Lila pieced together the fragmented whispers, she realized the hospital held a secret—a failed experiment that had doomed its occupants. The spirits were trapped, longing for release. "I will find a way," Lila vowed, her determination igniting like a beacon in the darkness.

Lila worked quickly, her hands steady as she followed the instructions. The room filled with a warm glow as the spirits began to fade, their expressions softening into peace.

Lila stood alone in the empty corridor, the weight of their gratitude surrounding her like a gentle embrace. With a final glance at the now quiet St. Marrow, she stepped back into the world, her heart full of the echoes of those she had freed.