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Coming Soon - A soft melody plays. The windows of the Granville asylum were opaque with moonlight, turning a thin river of blood black as tar, trickling from under the door. It began to cut a path through oil and grit. A dissonant echo travels through the halls— “Molly?” Dr. Jennings whispers in horror. Molly had suffered for years and was treated measureless times without any success, but maybe this unconventional experiment will work.