Glass : Empathic
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Eleanor Sinclair est une jeune aide-soignante au Raven Hill Memorial, institut psychiatrique de Philadelphie. Sous les ordres du docteur Ellie Staple, elle est chargée d'apporter des soins à un patient très particulier : Elijah Price, atteint de la maladie des os de verre. La situation va rapidement échapper à tout contrôle ( à part celui d'Elijah ?) après l'admission de David Dunn et de Kevin Wendell Crumb...
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