Silence is a Virtue Here
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A thirteen year old boy who has no name or memories has been a patient in an illegal Mental Hospital his whole life. Things seem to be getting worse as time passes. All he wants to know is who he is, or was supposed to be. Can he find out before his time runs out?
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