Chapter 290 The Doll Heist

As they walked down the corridor, on either side were courtyards separated by iron fences. Inside, patients in hospital gowns engaged in various activities, each in their own state. Some sat on benches with a vacant stare, mumbling to themselves. Others walked in slow, mechanical circles, seemingly trapped in an endless loop, while a few flailed their arms at invisible foes, their faces etched with terror and anger.