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Adelaide Kane as Natalie Jeffers

"Hey! Nat, look at me!" My mother exclaimed from the other side of the kitchen isle. She was balancing an apple on her not-so-big pregnant stomach. Her stomach wasn't that big as she made it to, her back was arched and she was slightly leaned down, making the apple able to sit on her belly. To be honest, her stomach looked like mine after I have had a huge pizza for myself.

"Good for you," I mumbled as my attention was fixed on my phone while I was eating a bowl of cereal.

"It wouldn't hurt you to be a little more enthusiastic for me," she frowned and took a bite of her apple.

"I'm sorry, mom. That was literally so awesome, I'm in shock," I fake gasped.

"Okay, now you are just kidding with me."

"Hey, mom. Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Sure, thing. What's up?" She replied.

"Some girls invited me to go to a camping trip during the fall break, and I was wondering if I could go?" I asked carefully. My mother was an easy person to convince, but I didn't want to tell her the truth in case she told my dad. And my dad was the complete opposite of my mom.

My dad was working as an international manager in a huge company and as a result to that, he had to travel a lot. He was currently on a business trip in Moscow, but I was pretty sure he would be on the first plane home if he knew I was going to spend a week at a haunted asylum with a boy.

"Camping," she repeated me. "That sounds fun, you should go."

My face made a shocked expression. "Really? No other questions? I could be lying?"

"Natalie, I trust you. Besides, if I said no, you would have just snuck out anyways. So if you get into any trouble, I expect you to call me," she winked at me.

"I am so lucky to have you as my mother," I smiled.

"Of course, you are," she laughed, flipping her long brown hair similar to mine off her shoulder.

"Okay, never mind, I take that back."

"Whatever, can you help me carrying the bowl of grapes to the living room?" She asked, nodding her head to the bowl on the counter.

"Mhm," I mumbled and ate the rest of my cereal. I balanced the fruit bowl on top of my laptop with my phone in my other hand, praying that any accident wouldn't happen on the very short trip to the living room.

My pregnant mother was happily placed between my 12 year old twin brothers, Aiden and Nolan, watching the morning cooking show. I placed the bowl on the table and opened the laptop to find some little information about the asylum.

I open a tab and typed in Saint Mary's Mental Hospital into the search bar and clicked on the first link.

Saint Mary's Mental Hospital (as known as Hellcliff Asylum) in Oregon was first built in 1917 after World War I to keep the wounded soldiers there to heal (at the time called Saint Mary's Hospital), but later used to treat the mentally ill soldiers and people and changed the name to Saint Mary's Mental Hospital.

Saint Mary's Mental Hospital consisted of the main building which contained the main eating hall, patients room and a basement used for testing new medicines on patients. And three smaller building used for analyzing the patients that today are torn down.

Between the years 1945 and 1974 they used testing methods such as lobotomy and use of LSD. They have had deaths during ETC treatments and research with radioactive isotopes on patients admitted to the hospital. Making Saint Mary's one of the most active hospitals in testing of new medicines in the States during that time.

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