"A poison so potent, it will kill all who come in contact with it... It's a shame it was used on the patients I was meant to protect..." Charlotte says to herself, her hands clasped together against the white, sterile walls of the hospital hall she haunts.

Her heart races, the sound is deafening. Her eyes strain as they move from one corner to another, she's looking for a sign. Perhaps a sign of hope.

"What do you need?" she whispered, her voice breaking. She's gone mad