Escape From Hell Asylum
The filing cabinets are labeled with subjects not letters. Several contain patient records and information about diseases, things for medical usage. One standing by itself isn't labeled so naturally it's the one that catches your eye. You open the top drawer and are faced with about twenty hanging file folders, several of which are stuffed full of papers.
You take the one with the most papers in it first. It's a record of escaped or lost patients. Many of the escapees are noted with horrible illnesses, and just knowing these people were out on the streets and could be anywhere sends a chill down your spine. And there's always the idea that some of them have come back to the institution with nowhere else to go to.
The next biggest folder contains a list of deaths, some due to suicide and age, others due to some kind of medical terminology you can't make out. Experimental is the one word that jumps at you. Was it experimental medicine or some kind of technique? It doesn't give you a good feeling, you know it can't have been done for the good of the patients.
None of this is particularly interesting to you. You take one last folder at random before you give up.
You take the one with the most papers in it first. It's a record of escaped or lost patients. Many of the escapees are noted with horrible illnesses, and just knowing these people were out on the streets and could be anywhere sends a chill down your spine. And there's always the idea that some of them have come back to the institution with nowhere else to go to.
The next biggest folder contains a list of deaths, some due to suicide and age, others due to some kind of medical terminology you can't make out. Experimental is the one word that jumps at you. Was it experimental medicine or some kind of technique? It doesn't give you a good feeling, you know it can't have been done for the good of the patients.
None of this is particularly interesting to you. You take one last folder at random before you give up.