(Y/N) just escaped another variant. Now she's in an area filled with sewing materials and blood. A man catches her, and for some reason is talking about marriage. (Y/N) plays along hoping to be able to escape later. But the man notices... (Cover art belongs to rightful owner.)

You're a journalist named (Full Name), and you've recently gotten a juicy gig... The Mount Massive Asylum has been a gold mine for mystery and front cover worthy stories, however recent flukes with the company make the estate dangerous, no journalists are brave enough to delve deeper into the building. Except for you. Perhaps this was a horrible idea...