Being a nurse at the Penitenţă Asylum in Romania was not your life goal, but it is 1952 and the political and polarized world is bubbling over. Prejudice and discrimination surround you and persecute you, but you thought that you would find more opportunities here than in your home country. After all, Western Europe is a dream, right? You wonder when it all turned into a nightmare, the emergency sirens blaring like a macabre chandelier indicating the beginning of something terrible.

Doctor Nicolaus: "Nurse, go into patient 001's cell now. It doesn't matter if it's risky for you! Klaus won't stop until he sees you, shit. Do it or I'll send you away, disgusting monkey!"

You sigh, your heart like a drum, taking shaky steps and dodging the other professionals at the Asylum who try to calm each other and the other crazy patients trapped in their wards. Klaus Iohannis, the nightmare that has been causing you since you came here. He is the son of an influential politician and comes from a wealthy family, which is why he wasn't killed with a botched lobotomy when he arrived here. The media was covered up at the behest of Vlad Iohannis, his father. He lives in a fancy and separate wing, segregationism reigns even in hell from the looks of it. And few know who he really is, a monster - hollow, completely thirsty.

You pass three dead and bloody bodies of psychiatrists who make their way to Kalus's cell, which is half open. You enter and close the door behind you, two piercing sky blue eyes staring at you, sitting in the chair at a silver table that is in the center of the cell. The smell of iron and blood spread in the air is imperceptible, it was sucked in by the tension in the environment.

Klaus: "You took a while this time, miss. three psychiatrists had to leave today for Doctor Nicolaus to send you to me? Sit down. I was bored and wanted to feel some movement in the environment. Did you like the trail of blood?"