The Asylum
You had managed to get a meeting with the asylum director, turning up the charm had gotten you pretty far, yet the mention of your missing friend had clearly made him quite defensive. You are at the very least on the right track, even if the meeting was pretty much a bust now. Before you can stand up, an arm wraps around you, firmly pinning your body to the chair. A sweet smelling cloth is forced over your mouth and nose as you struggle all you can. Feeling groggy as your body starts to succumb to the drugs, the director watches you with a content smile. Soon you slip into helpless unconsciousness. You try rolling over, feeling confused as you can't quite move properly, your eyes eventually flutter open. You are surprised with the sight of your friend, but in a worse situation than you had hoped. Lying on her side, tightly buckled into a straitjacket, a gag blocks her mouth, you can see a sturdy metal collar around her throat. She seems oddly docile, eyes glazed over as she lays