An abandoned asylum, rotting from the inside out. A lone visitor steps into its halls, chasing whispers that should not exist. What begins as exploration dissolves into hallucination—walls bending, shadows breathing, and the condemned themselves reaching from the plaster to claim another exhibit. Each page fractures reality further, dragging the reader into a world where bone and memory are indistinguishable. This is not escape. This is display.
12 pages of oppressive horror. A visitor enters the ruins of a condemned institution only to discover it is less abandoned than displayed. Whispers, hallucinations, and the manifestation of a skeletal entity trap him in an unending exhibit of despair. The final panel warns: “Exhibit hours: eternity.”