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Well, no, it's a photo of one of the windows of the Maria Moliner Library, where conferences are currently held. I have another different photo, but I don't know how to insert it here so you can see it
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As a former paranormal investigator and creator of the renowned Ruta del Miedo (Fear Route) in Orihuela —an experience that kept thousands of visitors from all over the world on edge— I’d like to share one of the most striking images I captured during a particularly intense investigation. It was taken inside the building that today houses the María Moliner Library, but which once operated as Orihuela’s Municipal Hospital.
This old hospital, directed by Don José Senén, was staffed by the Sisters of Charity of Saint Vincent de Paul, under the supervision of Mother Superior Sor Petra, later succeeded by Sor Isabel. On the ground floor were the men’s and women’s wards, a maternity room, the pharmacy, and a chamber with three slabs used as a morgue.
The first floor served as the residence for the nuns, with a private chapel where they held their religious services. Also on that floor was the tuberculosis ward, completely isolated from the rest of the hospital to prevent contagion. That space, steeped in silence and suffering, remains one of the most unsettling areas we’ve ever investigated.
What few people know is that the hospital was built on a street that centuries earlier had been the site of a Muslim cemetery. This historical detail, uncovered through local archival research, adds another layer of depth and mystery to the location. It’s not hard to imagine how echoes of the past might linger in its walls.
And if we’re talking about unexplained phenomena, there’s something that continues to puzzle me. On the upper floors of the current library, a series of loud, random bangs can be heard at any time of day. There’s no clear pattern, no obvious cause. Anyone who visits in silence can hear them. The first time I went there with my recorder, I managed to capture those inexplicable sounds. The audio is clear, forceful, and to this day, I haven’t found a logical explanation. It’s one of those moments when mystery makes itself known without asking permission.