The shadows lengthened/deepened/stretched across the desolate grounds of the asylum. Within its crumbling walls, a darkness festered, fueled by forgotten/suppressed/buried secrets and the lingering echoes of tortured/broken/shattered minds. For years, it had stood as a monument to humanity's/society's/civilization's failings, a place where hope

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