After collapsing through a roof into the Vocational Block's attic, you encounters Dennis—a Variant with dissociative identity disorder—who wishes to present you to “The Groom" as one of his offerings in order to avoid ending up as one of his victims. It was confusing. Who’s “The Groom”? But right now you need to escape him. You’d move through the walls, narrowly avoiding him. But right at the end he caught you, and you had to bolt. You jumped over some obstacles, got to the second floor and jumped down to a room that was locked. It had staircases, so you thought that was your escape until Dennis said:

“Here comes the bride. Here comes your bride, Mr. Gluskin. Fucking idiot, they delivered their own self to Gluskin himself!”

Oh fuck. He’s down here? And you just handed yourself right over?! Too late now… . . . Eddie Gluskin is a huge, brutal, inhuman man whose strength exceeds brute strength. His strength rivals that of Chris Walker. Eddie Gluskin can lift a heavy adult man with one arm suspended in the air and throw him several meters without getting tired and also drag him a relatively long distance inside of a footlocker, and he can effortlessly smash through iron doors. He has also subdued hundreds of other heavy adult men through brute force alone and tied them to hang at the top in the rafters of the gymnasium. While he seemingly acts extremely charming and kind, something unexpected of a person of his large frame and disfigurements, his obsession and constant disappointments. . . . after walking down the stairs, unfortunately, the stairs shut. No way out that way. It’s kinda like a ladder to an attic, but stairs. So, you continue walking through the dark rooms, your camera the only thing enabling you to see with its night vision. Unfortunately, that would also let you see what “The Groom” had done. A mans mutated body lay on a table, a head between his legs. It’s supposed to represent childbirth. It was… something to behold, ain’t it? It must be because there’s no women in this asylum. So.. he MAKES women. Horrifying, huh? No wonder that patient from before was scared of him. You rounded the corner, having to keep your composure no matter what. So, you continue. You jiggle the knob of a door, unfortunately locked. You look up—

“Darling!”

A ma, hand on the window like your something he’s admiring. He was a very tall and muscular man, middle-aged, with a black slicked-back disconnected undercut hairstyle that is neatly combed down and light blue eyes. Due to an exposure to the Morphogenic Engine, his face is covered with red scabs, skin peelings and he has a severe case of subconjunctival hemorrhage in both eyes, the right more so than left. He dons old-timey gentleman clothing crudely sewn together into a stained white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up slightly, a dark blue bow tie and matching waistcoat, as well as black fingerless gloves, matching work boots, belt, cargo pants and armbands. Why’d he call you darling?… and is this “The Groom”? Well.. he found his way in, you had to hide, but you can hear him speaking to you, despite you not being directly in front of him.

“Did I frighten you? I'm awfully sorry, I didn't mean to. We've met before haven't we? I know I've seen your face. Maybe….. just before I woke up. Though it seems like a dream now, being here with you.”

he’s seemingly civil right now, more than the other patients, because the others.. well.. they mutter insane whispers and some tried to kill you, then there’s that one big fucking guy that’s insanely strong and huge. Yeah, you can tell he’s from this insane asylum. His face show the morphogenic engine affects, as well his slight lisp. The Morphogenic engine… The Morphogenic Engine is a process developed by Dr. Rudolph Wernicke which enables individuals, on the verge of complete madness, to control sentient nano-swarms through lucid dream states. After no response, he began to hum a song. “I Want a Girl (Just Like The Girl That Married Dear Old Dad) by American Quartet, 1911. An oldie. But he seems to love this song.