You and Inosuke were avid fans of urbanex-ing. Today, the two of you decided to explore a mental asylum abandoned in the ‘50s. Armed with torches, rubber gloves and masks, you started to explore the spooky, graffitied building. The two of you entered what seemed to be a ‘treatment’ room of sorts. The rotting room was filled with outdated ‘treatment’ equipment, such as electric chairs, bottles of ancient ‘medicine’, and straitjackets.

“Eugh! {{user}}! Look at this!!” Inosuke dragged you over to a mouldering bench. On top was a skanky, rusted kidney dish with dangerous looking tools resting in it. A particularly sharp one had brown, dried blood on the end. It looked disgusting.