Chapter 142: No, Break Her Leg

Southridge Psychiatric Facility in Ensford had amassed a sinister reputation, notorious for housing deranged psychopaths and murderers who couldn’t be tried due to their mental conditions. Sometimes, even the hospital staff were terrified of the inmates and, aside from ensuring they couldn’t leave the premises, hesitated to intervene too much, given the occasional news of a patient killing a staff member. Now, facing five ominous men with malicious intent, Amber screamed. She kicked the man gripping her with a sinister look and ran. Her frantic sprint down the corridors took her past other patients who were up at night, each displaying bizarre and unsettling behaviors. Some ignored her, others invited her playfully to join them, and a few, with twisted faces, tried to grab her. Her screams and the sound of her running footsteps woke up others. Lights turned on one by one, revealing dozens of psychiatric patients who either looked at her indifferently or with chilling smiles. Behind h