The Wistful Asylum

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The iron gate is locked, and the key is missing, but you are already inside, bleeding from a cut on your lip that tastes of copper and old rain. You do not remember how you got here. You only know that the night air is thick, wet with the promise of frost, and that the house behind you is breathing. It is a great stone beast, this manor, its windows dark like dead eyes, its walls slick with the...

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