As one man fell unconscious, another fell closer to the wall. Tears and blood flowed freely, as they so often did in this place.<br/><br/>Two new patients had already discovered the dark nature of the Lake Heart Asylum. A twisted, throbbing tumor grew deep within it's core, tainting everyone and everything around it. Even the thunderstorms that the local flora and fauna saw as a life-giving boon of nature took on an almost supernaturally malevolent aspect. The very air around the building seemed charged with violent electricity. Of course, Fate can be a fickle mistress, and she still deprived them of any actual electricity in the power lines themselves.<br/><br/>Moments after the ersatz physician cried out in desperation, a flickering light had appeared in the dim distance of the hall. The light grew in intensity, suggesting that it's source was moving closer to the traumatized trio. A similar light was growing in the opposite end of the hall. Soon, dark shapes could be been silhouetted behind both lights.<br/><br/>From either side of the hall, a group of three men in heavy black robes approached. In the darkness, a black candle could barely be seen as it blended in against each of their robes. Even the flames seemed dim somehow, as though they had to struggle to cast away what little darkness they did.<br/><br/>A muffled moaning filled the air at the edge of human perception. It seemed disembodied from the men in the robes. As these black acolytes finally arrived around the lunatics, it was plain to see that no men were within those robes. Six forms of fabric seemed to simply float with the flowing motions of fluid shadows.<br/><br/>The moaning stopped. The noise of the storm faded away, as did the stone walls around them. Soon, only a void surrounded them. Silence reigned here. It was like they had left the Asylum and been taken so far away in the dark expanse of space that even the stars themselves were nowhere to be found.<br/><br/>The sound of a thousand voices speaking as one filled the vast expanse of nothingness:<br/>"Though it is entertaining, your sport must cease. The powers that be have decreed that no patient may initiate a fellow patient into the dark wonders within their walls. The lost one who dreams of ruling this place and the girl who dreams only of her stolen innocence will be returned to the office of the former. The man whose mind aspires to heights beyond it's ken shall be returned to his cell, where he might better reflect upon the error of his ways."<br/>