Chapter 1
Evelyn’s POV
I stepped through the creaky door into the main ward of this abandoned asylum, and right away the stench hit me hard, a mix of stale piss soaked into the walls and thick mold crawling up from the cracked floors, making my nose wrinkle as I tried not to gag.
My heart was racing faster than it should have been, not just because this was only my third scene in the industry and I was still getting used to all of it, but because the whole building felt alive in the worst way, like it was pressing in on me with every breath I took.
I tugged at the thin white patient gown the wardrobe girl had handed me earlier, the material so flimsy it stuck to my skin from the dampness in the air, barely covering anything as I moved, and I glanced around at the rusted gurneys pushe
