Chapter 63: The Institute (4)

Garbage was scattered about everywhere; on the floors, the beds, everywhere. It wouldn't have been so bad if the garbage was regular trash; It at least showed that there had once been human life in this god-forsaken place. Instead what was left behind were used injection needles, empty pill bottles, and blood-stained cloth from who knows where. In the middle of the room, there would also occasionally be dry dark red bloodstains on the floors and some blood seemed to have even splattered on the wall. Only the blunt force trauma of a heavy blow to the head would leave such scattered bloodstains. This all seemed like just one big murder scene.