We Few The Sane

We Few The Sane

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Mystery
This story is based on Angoriana Mental Asylum, in the town of Couer d'Alene in Idaho, western america, the year is 1930. The building is owned by Archie Jones, a 38 year old white male, he sells medications to help with psychosis, although there's something darker that lies underneath the plans Archie Jones has, Archie is the antagonist. Story follows the point of view of 17 year old Irish girl Aoife Sweeney.
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