The Silent Asylum
The First NightThe bed was too hard. The wall was too thin. The whispering in the next room was too persistent. Thomas Grey lay on the mattress — it was not a bed, not really, but a slab of compressed foam on a steel frame, the kind of furniture designed to be functional and uncomfortable in equal measure — and pressed his palms flat against the wall.The wall was cold and damp and covered in...
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