There are many patients in the Wellard Asylum, most of whom should be here, but not us. We have been condemned for living our truths, tossed away from the world and sent to the deepest darkest hole to be forgotten. Punished for our sick and depraved devotion. But not for long. You can force us to swallow our words, but their truth remains stained on our tongues like a bad aftertaste. And like that bad taste, we are going to ruin everything .