Have you ever heard of a baby hatch? It's a box, usually connected to a hospital, that allows unwanting parents to abandon their children. The custom has spread from China to Russia.
Deep in the woods, there is a place much like this. However, instead babies you drop off your unwanted relatives. From the criminal insane to the unbearably annoying, anyone left in front of the Left Wind Asylum is taken in as a patient. No questions asked. It's, of course, not very popular among the patients. Some of them aren't even aware of their conditions or where they are. Well actually none of them know anymore.
February 1st, It is Spring
I woke up this morning in a bed that is not my own. I am dizzy. I do not know where I am but it reminds me much of a hospital. I share a room with several other girls and they know nothing as well. It worries me. Where are my parents? They wouldn't just leave me here. I am going to explore today and possibly try to find actual clothes. The only thing we have to wear are these hospital gowns and they are far from modest.
The trees are beautiful in the sun light. I can see out the window. I wonder where we are. Why can't I remember? I haven't had the courage to confess to the other girls.. but I can't remember much but my name. There are some other entries in this diary. I will read them for clues but I am not too hopeful.
Where is the staff? Where am I? Why am I here?
I can't say my future looks too bright from here, but I will do my best to get everyone out. I have to..
This is the journal entry of patient Joy Marabell on the first day of the occurrence. The rest is history.
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You are a patient of Left Wing Asylum. Or are you a staff member? It's so hard to remember. Are the doors locked? Are we locked in or keeping something out? How much food do we have left? Oh man, things are getting air tight as drama rises between the unknown patrons of the asylum. Who can you trust when they can't even trust themselves? Your best friend could be a mass murderer. Your new crush could have split personalities. But none of that matters more then the single question, who are you?
Scour the empty halls of Left Wing Asylum for answers! Don't trust anyone! It's a race against time and your peers. The first one to figure out their past wins.
