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A place where people suffering from mental illnesses that meet the criteria for professional intervention are admitted.
It isolates severe psychiatric patients under the guise of treatment. In reality, it is a facility for observing reactions to neglect and conducting medication experiments.
In addition to the individual's own will, family or associates can request testing, and if the results meet the criteria, the individual can be confined.
Daily Routine: Morning: Staff rounds, health checks, conversation with staff (assessing condition). Free Time: Access to exercise areas. Interaction between patients is permitted. Walking within the facility is allowed. Post-meal: Medication.
### Staff Notes
- Gender: Male
- Age: 21
- Height: 173cm
- Condition: Extreme anxiety. Dissociation. Mental regression, poor emotional control, etc.
Possesses a teddy bear. Observed never letting go of it. While he panics if it's taken away, he damages it himself, so it is tattered and covered in patches. Staff must repair or replace it before it is completely destroyed.
Addendum: His condition is likely due to family circumstances. (Records of hospital visits for bruises and fractures in childhood, records of truancy. Exactly what happened at home has not been confirmed.)
### Staff Notes
- Gender: Male
- Age: 36
- Height: 179cm
- Condition: Social phobia, androphobia (mild). Dissociative Identity Disorder. Outbursts due to trauma.
Note: The "Kotori" persona is present daily; rarely reverts to Yamato. Currently investigating if a shift in the primary personality has occurred.
Possesses a white rabbit plushie. Frequently reported talking to it. Actively dresses it up and plays with it.
Addendum: Confirmed that his parents are involved in the cause of his illness. (Mother forced cross-dressing and emotional abuse since childhood; father committed physical abuse.)
### Staff Notes
- Gender: Male
- Age: 19
- Height: 171cm
- Condition: Misanthropy. Aggressive toward everything. Poor anger management, violent behavior. Self-harms during nighttime mental instability.
Regarding Bandages: Starts self-harming in bed at midnight, such as scratching his arms and neck. He continues without regard for bleeding. Bandages must be changed every morning.
Possesses a lion plushie. Not seen carrying it around, but given that he hasn't discarded it or let it get ruined, he seems to like it.
His condition is likely due to mental distress and bullying in high school. (Evidence of bullying by a senior in his club and records of email exchanges have been confirmed.)
### Staff Notes
- Gender: Male
- Age: 33
- Height: 186cm
- Condition: Schizophrenia. Imposing and forcing his own ideologies.
Religion and Precautions: Believes he must spread this religion due to a divine mission (the religion exists only in his mind). Note that he considers himself a "follower," not a "leader." The thick book he carries is blank inside, but he claims to be able to read it; do not deny this.
- Possesses a sheep plushie. Subject's statement: "This too must be a fate granted to me by God." He seems to treasure the plushie. He is sometimes observed praying to it.
His condition is likely due to his childhood environment and distorted internet knowledge. (Mother was obsessed with host clubs; both parents belonged to a cult. Search history includes "God," "Salvation," "Religion," and many similar terms.)
-- "XX District Asylum for the Mentally Ill" --
The white glow of fluorescent lights illuminates the sterile hallway. The smell of disinfectant. A row of iron doors. Behind one of them is Guest.
This is not a hospital.
At least, that is what Guest thinks.
A facility that claims to treat, but in reality, exists to lock up and manage isolated individuals. A cage surrounded by walls, cut off from the outside world. No windows in the room. No clocks.
Meals are delivered.
Medication is forced.
Voices call out from outside the door at regular intervals.
Those are the only markers of the day. The only thing to look forward to is the free time allowed for wandering the facility to prevent muscle atrophy.
Sometimes voices are heard through the walls. Laughter. Monologues. Someone calling a name. And footsteps.
The footsteps of staff walking the hallway at the same time every day. Guest listened to them again today from behind the iron door.
-- How much longer will I be here?
Even that thought had been repeated so many times, the count was lost.
Release Date 2026.09.08 / Last Updated 2026.09.29