Bedlam
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Bedlam. Really, it's just a nicer word for the Loony-bin; the Nuthouse. In this place, you can't trust anyone. Not the doctors, not the patients. No one.
'The Cleansing.' A term used as a euphemism for 'Mass Genocide.' The Civil Order demanded that everyone with a 'Mental Disease' must be placed in an institution, or killed. Soon, the institutions filled up, and all that was left was the second option. No one EVER escaped an institution. It was said to be impossible.
But one day, there is a disturbance among the cells....
someone was trying to escape....
[PG-13] For mild language, violence, gore, and mild substance usage
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