<strong>To read more about this game and/or sign your will to join feel free to visit:</strong><br/><br/>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=59583.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=59583.0)<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><em>"Be a good child, otherwise someone from the Monster Mountain will take you away!"</em><br/>Hundreds of children had to finish their days with this sentence if they did a thing better to hide and still their family revealed that. In this remote land of snow and chilly nights even in the summertime this was equal with the boogey man, the worst fear of innocent souls, even if they suspected the threat was not an actual danger, but rather a projection of their parents' strong hand.<br/>Well, it was a bit different here, between the mountains. As rumours wandered around slipping on silent feet, telling about missing people, wounded people, people who saw<em>something</em>... Something undescribable.<br/><br/>Of course, every institute has its own problems. But for the 'Shelter of Lost Lambs' there was only one concrete problem existing: the possible escape of patients. What happened in every two or three years, sometimes they managed to "re-collect", sometimes not... And those 'not'-s provided enough base for such strong fear that made every villager and traveller avoid the paths that led to the old, gray-white castle and its garden. Only soil to grow sinners and sins - as old ones said.<br/><br/>If somebody, nurse or doctor was<em>invited</em>to work here and accepted the offer AND stayed longer than one week, the applicant had to make a vow to keep everything he or she experience there as things that never happened. Moreover, they couldn't compose and send letters, couldn't write a diary, every attempt to make their workplace more real than ghost-news was consumed by fire in the director's office...<br/>What director? What sort of office? Where?...<br/><br/>Inventions of the outside world<em>seemingly</em>didn't manage to get here, stucked halfway, covered by snow and rejection, telegramm and telephone were myths, newspapers and magazines are tales... The only thing that was left for them was each other as staff, their curiousity and deep desire to learn and understand - plus, of course, those patients.<br/><br/>Just like...<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>/And here's the place for our first volunteer to tell about his/her character/s/. In these first posts please place 'PATIENT: patient's name' and/or 'STAFF: staff member's name' first! <br/>Thanks ;)<br/></strong><br/><br/><br/>