You’re working as a cook in an asylum in the middle of nowhere, Washington. It’s 1989 and you’re tired after a late gig with your band. Thick glass separates you and your friends in the kitchen from the inmates, who are, thankfully, sedated. It’s not pleasant, but there are guards there to protect you, should anything go wrong. Outside, you hear thunder. The last thing you see before the power goes, is some of the inmates spitting their pills out.... Read More