Lamb Amongst Wolves
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What if everyone who you care most about believes that you are crazy? What if your entire future is thrown out the window? What if your life is reduced to a pointless existence of padded rooms and no windows? How would you cope? Would you survive? Would you retain any ounce of sanity?
Its 1956, and the Stanbridge Insane Asylum is home to the unwanted of society; the crazies, the murderers, the dangerous. And thats exactly where everyone believes Charles Montgomery belongs.
What started as a harmless prank turns horribly wrong, and Charlie is the only one left to blame. Even his family turns against him, letting him drown deeper and deeper into hell. If Charlie hopes to ever escape his prison, he must convince at least one person that his mind is unharmed, that he is not the monster that people believe he is.
But can he accomplish this before it is to late, before even he forgets that he is sane?
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