Where the walls are made of mirrors and the floors are made of self-doubt. Where the corridors stretch on forever, reflecting your deepest fears and insecurities.
Are you lost? You're not alone. Everyone gets lost in Paranoiasylum. Some of us never find our way out.
Want to see what's on the other side of the mirror? Click here to gaze into the abyss
Or maybe you'd like to take a detour through the gardens of self-doubt? Click here to get lost in the weeds
Don't forget to fill out the Paranoiasylum's Guestbook! Leave a message in the hall of mirrors