The nurse stopped at a door marked " Ward 3". She produced a keycard and swiped it, unlocking the door.
Rachel's eyes widened. "What do you mean?" lupus detention house
The Lupus Detention House was a mysterious facility, shrouded in secrecy and whispers. Officially, it was a psychiatric hospital, a place where the most disturbed and violent patients were sent for treatment. But rumors abounded about the true nature of the house and the experiments that took place within its walls. The nurse stopped at a door marked " Ward 3"
Rachel pushed open the door, and a musty smell wafted out. The room was small, with walls covered in rusty medical equipment and a single, barred window. A figure sat on a narrow bed, shrouded in shadows. "What do you mean
The Lupus Detention House loomed before them, its walls a stark, foreboding grey that seemed to absorb the faint moonlight. Rachel, a young journalist, shivered as she gazed up at the crumbling structure. She had always been drawn to the darker corners of society, and this place was rumored to be one of the most sinister.
As Rachel approached, the figure slowly stood up, its eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger. Rachel gasped as the patient stepped into the faint light.