A camera panned over the imposing facade of an asylum, its barred windows and towering walls casting long shadows in the early morning light.
The reporter, a young woman with sharp eyes and a steady voice, stood in front of the gates, microphone in hand.
"Good morning, I'm Harah Fallins reporting live from Mayta's Asylum," she began, her voice cutting through the ambient noise of the bustling street.
"In a shocking turn of events, local resident Liana xxx has been arrested and committed to this facility following a dramatic incident at her home."
The screen shifted to footage of Liana being led away by police, her face a mask of anguish as she screamed, "That's not my baby!"
Her cries echoed hauntingly even through the television speakers, leaving viewers with an unsettling chill.
This was a pretty small town. Many people who knew her placed their hands on their mouths, gasping in disbelief.
