Exploring the remnants of the former Brownsville General Hospital was a terrifying experience, even for me. It wasn’t just that the building was creepy, although it certainly was: full of long rooms lined with rusting hospital beds covered with chunks of paint and plaster, it felt like the real-world embodiment of every haunted place in a horror movie. Though I don’t put much stock in the supernatural, that doesn’t mean I’m immune to my imagination or the nagging suspicions that if ghosts did exist, places like this would be where…
