The Wistful Asylum

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The stone is hungry, Elias, and you know it. You stand in the corridor of Block C, the fluorescent lights humming a low, sickly note that vibrates in your molars, while Warden Halloway paces before you, his shoes clicking a sharp, bureaucratic rhythm on the concrete. He is a man made of angles and paperwork, his uniform pressed so tight it seems to pull at his skin, and he holds a clipboard...

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