Lupus Detention House Direct

"Be careful in there," she whispered. "Subject 17 is... special."

Rachel's eyes narrowed. "I think there's been a mistake. I have a call from Dr. Ellis himself, confirming my visit."

"Alright, you can go in. But be warned: the patients here are... not well."

Rachel knew she had to get out, to expose the truth. But as she turned to leave, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Maya's grip was like a vice.

Rachel pushed open the door, and a musty smell wafted out. The room was small, with walls covered in rusty medical equipment and a single, barred window. A figure sat on a narrow bed, shrouded in shadows.

"Be careful in there," she whispered. "Subject 17 is... special."

Rachel's eyes narrowed. "I think there's been a mistake. I have a call from Dr. Ellis himself, confirming my visit."

"Alright, you can go in. But be warned: the patients here are... not well."

Rachel knew she had to get out, to expose the truth. But as she turned to leave, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Maya's grip was like a vice.

Rachel pushed open the door, and a musty smell wafted out. The room was small, with walls covered in rusty medical equipment and a single, barred window. A figure sat on a narrow bed, shrouded in shadows.