Every nurse who cared for a man in a coma for more than three years began getting pregnant—one after another—leaving the supervising physician completely baffled. But when he secretly installed a hidden camera inside the patient’s room to uncover what was truly happening in his absence, what he saw made him call the police in sheer panic.
At first, Dr. Arjun Malhotra believed it was merely a coincidence.
Nurses became pregnant all the time. Hospitals were places filled with both life and loss, and people often sought comfort wherever they could find it.
But when the second nurse assigned to Rohan Mehta announced her pregnancy—and then the third—Arjun began to feel his rational, scientific worldview crumble.
Rohan had been in a coma for more than three years.
He was a twenty-nine-year-old firefighter who had fallen from a burning building while attempting to rescue a child during a massive fire in Mumbai. Since that night, he had remained completely unresponsive, connected to machines, lying in Room 412-C of Shanti Memorial Hospital.
Every Diwali, his family sent flowers.
The nurses often remarked on how peaceful he looked, almost serene.
No one expected anything beyond silence—until the pattern began.
Every nurse who became pregnant had been assigned to Rohan for long night shifts.
All of them worked overnight.
All of them had spent countless hours inside Room 412-C.
And every single one swore the same thing.
They had not been involved with anyone outside the hospital who could explain the pregnancy.
Some were married.
Others were single.
All of them were equally confused, ashamed, and terrified.
Rumors spread rapidly through the hospital corridors.
Some spoke of hormonal reactions.
Others whispered about chemical contamination.
A few even suggested supernatural causes.
But Dr. Malhotra, the neurologist responsible for the case, found no scientific explanation whatsoever.
Every medical test showed the same results:
stable vital signs,
minimal brain activity,
no physical movement.
When the fifth nurse—Ananya Rao—arrived at his office in tears, clutching a positive pregnancy test and swearing she had not been with anyone for months, Arjun finally accepted that something truly inexplicable was happening.
Under pressure from the hospital board and fearing a public scandal, he decided to act.
Late on a Friday night, after the final shift ended, he entered Room 412-C alone and discreetly installed a small hidden camera inside a ventilation unit, aimed directly at the patient’s bed.
As he left the room, a chilling sensation washed over him—like standing on the edge of a door that should never be opened.
Before dawn the next morning, Dr. Malhotra returned.
With his heart pounding, he locked himself inside his office and connected the storage device to his computer.
For several minutes, nothing happened.
Only the steady hum of medical machines filled the speakers.
Then—something moved.
At 3:42 a.m., the lights in the room flickered.
Rohan, motionless for years, slowly opened his eyes.
His arms began to rise—stiff, unnatural.
The brain monitor suddenly spiked with intense activity.
But what followed made Arjun recoil from the screen in horror.
Rohan’s figure appeared to split in two.
A translucent shadow—identical to him—rose from his body and drifted toward the nurse sleeping in a chair beside the bed.
The apparition touched her shoulder.
She shuddered, still asleep.
A bluish glow filled the room.
Seconds later, everything returned to normal.
Rohan lay still.
Unconscious.
Exactly as before.
Dr. Malhotra sat frozen.
He replayed the footage again and again, unable to accept what he had witnessed.
But when he discovered the same phenomenon occurring on previous nights—with different nurses each time—he knew he could no longer ignore it.
Shaking, he contacted the police and handed over the recordings.
Days later, Room 412-C was sealed.
Rohan Mehta was transferred to an isolated wing of the hospital.
No official report ever explained what happened.
The hospital cited a “technical malfunction.”
Dr. Malhotra resigned soon after, abandoned medicine entirely, and was never seen again.
They say that to this day, Room 412-C remains empty.
And in the silent hours before dawn, the red monitor light still blinks—
even though no one lies in the bed.
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