In the depths of our foreboding asylum, Ward 15 has become the epicenter of despair. The walls are adorned with the tears of the forgotten, the screams of the silenced, and the desperation of the damned.
Founded in 1850, this ward has been a place where dreams are shattered, hopes are dashed, and the last remnants of sanity are lost. Our esteemed administrators have seen fit to decorate the walls with an impressive collection of rusty medical equipment and faded patient artwork, a true testament to the soul-crushing monotony that resides within.
Join us, and experience the thrill of losing your grip on reality. Apply today!