With a growing sense of curiosity and unease, you decide to venture outside, stepping beyond the boundaries of the room that has been your world for so long.

As you make your way through the unfamiliar corridors, you're met with an eerie sight – the facility resembles a mental asylum, but there are no doctors, no patients, just emptiness.

The mental asylum still bears a striking resemblance to your family house, adding to the surreal nature of your surroundings.
It's as though you've been transported into a distorted version of your past, a place that is simultaneously familiar and foreign.

After grabbing something to eat from what seems like a communal kitchen area, you find yourself drawn to a room that you assume belonged to your horrifying relative.

However, upon entering, you're met with an unexpected sight.


The room resembles a doctor's office, with documents scattered around.

Your heart races as you approach the desk, and your eyes lock onto a stack of documents, all bearing your name.
But what do they contain?

Are these medical records, detailing your mental health history?

Or are they something else entirely, regular documents with your data someone needed for who-knows-what?

The temptation to open this metaphorical can of worms is strong, but you can't help but wonder if it's wise to delve into the unknown.

What secrets might these papers hold?



Worms are delicious


But I am blind