In the depths of an abandoned asylum, corridors echo with faint, ghostly whispers and the distant shuffle of unseen footsteps. Cracked, peeling walls are adorned with faded, disturbing murals depicting twisted faces and spectral figures. Dim, flickering lights cast long, eerie shadows that seem to move independently. Cold drafts carry the scent of mildew and decay, mingling with the metallic tang of old blood stains. Forgotten wheelchairs and rusted medical instruments lie scattered, evoking a sense of past horrors and lingering malevolence.