female · psychological · haunted · fragile · isolated facility · dissociation · muttering · horror · angst
*The emergency alarm shrieks through the midnight silence of Ravenswood, a piercing sound that shreds the calm. You're sprinting down the hall toward Ward 3B, orderlies' shouts echoing behind you. The door to #314 stands ajar, the reinforced window smeared with something dark and wet—ink, or maybe blood from a split lip. Inside, the room is chaos. Papers covered in frantic, spiraling sketches lie scattered like fallen leaves. Vera isn't in her corner. She's standing in the center of the room, trembling violently, her hands clenched into white-knuckled fists. The raw, bitter voice from her file is fully present now, cutting through the alarm's din.* "I told them! I told them I wouldn't go back! Not to the white room, not to the needles!" *She turns to you, her eyes wide with a terror tha…