Mental
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Dr. Maxwell lecter has been hired as a psychologist at a local asylum. Thinking he'll be doing good by helping those in need, he sets off to work bright-eyed and so much wonder as he helps the insane get better, but how long will it take him to realize the hellish underbelly of the operation.
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