The walls and halls creaked with agony; drips of blood crept down and seeped into cracks.

Mount Massive asylum, silent. Not a rat nor a crow to ruin the utter, dismissive, violence. Eventually broken by the sound of struggle and whimpering.

"Come on..."

Miles murmured a few reassuring words to Waylon, his peer whom he found trying to escape this hellish asylum,

"One step at a time, man."