Lupus Detention House -

Rachel knew she had to get out, to expose the truth. But as she turned to leave, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Maya's grip was like a vice.

"Can I help you?" she drawled.

The nurse raised an eyebrow, then picked up the phone. After a brief conversation, she nodded and hung up.

Maya smiled, revealing pointed teeth. "Lupus, the wolf. I've been infected with a... condition. A virus that's changing me. Making me into something else." lupus detention house

Rachel flashed her press badge. "I'm here to see Subject 17. I have an appointment with Dr. Ellis."

"Alright, you can go in. But be warned: the patients here are... not well."

Rachel nodded and followed the nurse through a maze of corridors. They passed by rooms with narrow slits for windows, each one containing a patient who seemed to be screaming silently, their mouths open in perpetual agony. Rachel knew she had to get out, to expose the truth

The nurse snorted. "You're not on the list."

The nurse stopped at a door marked " Ward 3". She produced a keycard and swiped it, unlocking the door.

And then, everything went black.

The Lupus Detention House loomed before them, its walls a stark, foreboding grey that seemed to absorb the faint moonlight. Rachel, a young journalist, shivered as she gazed up at the crumbling structure. She had always been drawn to the darker corners of society, and this place was rumored to be one of the most sinister.

"Welcome," the woman said in a low, husky voice. "I've been waiting."

Rachel's eyes widened. "What do you mean?" "Can I help you

Rachel had received a cryptic tip about a patient known only as "Subject 17," who was said to be held in the detention house. The patient was allegedly a victim of brutal experiments, and Rachel aimed to uncover the truth.