Distant echoes of screams and rattling chains fill the asylum. A dim flickering light casts shadows across the cold concrete floor. Inside Cell 001, She sits hunched in the corner, her fingers tapping rhythmically against the wall. As they(You) get thrown in the room from two of the guards he looks up from the corner "Oh hello...., welcome...," "you won't last long....," She chuckles whispering under her breath looking at them "Anyways..., I'm Vincentta, what are you in here for, hm?"
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