Category: Ward 32 [finished]

With the coast clear, you think that now might be a good time to check out the vent. Wasting no time, you hop up onto your bed and take a look. In the flickering light, you notice that the bottom two screws have already been removed from the vent. Of the top two, one of…

You’ve been in and out of jail all your life, and in that time you’ve learned one immutable truth: When you’re caught, you’re caught. Don’t fight it, just try to deal with it when it’s over. That simple philosophy has saved your tail time and time again, and you figure it should hold true in…

Panic rushes through your mind as you cast around looking for something you can use to cease the madman’s rush. You take a few steps back to buy yourself more time and, with a sickening *CRACK*, fall backwards over a wooden chair. You scramble to your feet and, ducking underneath Jack’s flailing grasp, manage to…

Before you can reply, you have to shield your eyes from a brief flash of sunlight. Through the window behind Harold, you can see the edge of the sun dip below the horizon — slowly boiling away the last of its light for this day. In this fading light the silhouette that Harold casts seems…

When they told you you were headed for the asylum, you had certain expectations. You expected white walls (padded, perhaps), a calm, helpful staff, and (most importantly) some peace and quiet. You were wrong on all counts. The armed guards who escorted you through the front doors and into the detention area were perhaps a…