Мафия 108. Haunted asylum

...Emptiness... Absolute emptiness in my head and detachment from reality... Was it a dream? Or did it really happen? I don't know, I don't know anything anymore, and I don't want to know. My past life is over; I will never be the same again...

Having waited in vain for any reaction from the outside, we moved Morning's body to the basement. I wasn't even surprised that when we tried to get out through the doors and windows, we couldn't. The rotten boards suddenly turned out to be stronger than steel. The sunlight that had been streaming through the roof a couple of days ago faded completely, and even during the day, there was only complete darkness outside. I tried to explain it to myself, but there were no explanations left. It seems we will never get out of here...

I hardly paid attention to what was happening around me. And I wasn't the only one in this state. Some needed psychological help even more than I did. Nebu was lucky in this regard – the one who had already managed to realize and accept the new reality sooner than the rest of us was able to provide him with some moral support. But Evil Lizard was less fortunate. He wanted to talk only to Crestfallen Ariake, but he couldn't get through to him. As a result, Evil Lizard sank into a deep depression.

I think I'm starting to understand what the people who were patients here long ago felt. Damn, at this rate, I'll soon become one of them...

Project Participants:

1. Nefela
2. Goomer
4. Nebo
5. Crestfallen Ariake
6. Evil Lizard
8. Crabby
10. Naiko
11. Count Orlov
12. Mestear
13. macca

Feeding the Survivor:

7. ToX
9. Morning
3. Fragment