Admission Is Easy. We Lose the Discharge Paperwork.

Your file is already on the desk. It is thicker than it should be for someone who just arrived.

Padded walls keep sound in. Whatever has been counting the days in here has had a long time to practice.

The machine still hums when the lights cut out. It remembers a procedure that was never finished.

Twelve drawers. Eleven are labelled. The blank tag is the one you have to open.

The ward they bricked over. The flickering tube above the door has never once gone fully dark.