Asylum

The doors to the Asylum closed decades ago… but something inside never stopped screaming. You arrive in the dead of night, drawn by rumors, or maybe something deeper, and find the gates inexplicably open. Inside, the halls rot under flickering lights, and the air reeks of old medicine and something far fouler. The patients are still here… or what’s left of them. Twisted by years of torment and experimentation, they wander without purpose – kept alive by the Nurse, a cold and clinical figure whose treatments are far worse than the disease. She doesn’t offer mercy. She administers control.