Ewan hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.
As we made our way to the asylum, my body trembled uncontrollably.
I couldn't understand why I felt so sad, but the image of that charred room remained
etched in my mind.
The fire, the thick smoke, and the desperate cries replayed vividly in my thoughts.
When Dexter and I shared a room, I immediately noticed the grotesque scars from the fire covering his entire back, as well as his hands and legs.
He must have endured so much pain back then.
"That asylum was later shut down, and the director was arrested because of reports of patient abuse," Ewan said.
During the journey, I looked up the asylum and came across numerous horrifying
scandals.
The doctors derived pleasure from tormenting and abusing the patients, subjecting them to electric shocks, drowning, suffocation, and torture.
The darkest aspects of human nature were amplified within those walls.
