As Thomas wandered down the barely lit halls of the Asylum's basement, a faint humming could be heard. It was intermittent, cutting on and off sporadically. Every time the hum returned, a crackling sound could be heard from the walls. Twice, vague sounds of shattering glass pierced the air above him. They must have come from the ground floor.<br/><br/>In the distance, angry words voiced in Spanish rang out. Thomas seemed to be approaching the source of all of this commotion.