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In South Florida, the constant heat keeps old wounds from ever healing in corpses that are never found. Instead, the open wounds of the victims become infected and fester over time. The ensuing fever in the dead bodies that are never laid to rest causes the mind of the living to act irrationally, and the soul also becomes contaminated as a result. There are only two cures. One can be institutionalized in the Kreskie Institute, the largest mental health facility in the Southeastern United States, or they can seek revenge. Join the small band of individuals from the coastal city of Morninglory b...
In South Florida, the constant heat keeps old wounds from ever healing in corpses that are never found. Instead, the open wounds of the victims become infected and fester over time. The ensuing fever in the dead bodies that are never laid to rest causes the mind of the living to act irrationally, and the soul also becomes contaminated as a result. There are only two cures. One can be institutionalized in the Kreskie Institute, the largest mental health facility in the Southeastern United States, or they can seek revenge. Join the small band of individuals from the coastal city of Morninglory by the Beach and the newly constructed town of Harbour Village who reluctantly team together to find the truth. Their individual interests in discovering the truth is the only thing that stops them from tearing apart their new partnership. When you're not sure you can even trust your own partner, how can you believe in coma patients committing murders, talking dogs, crooked politicians, ambitious law enforcement officials, messengers from God, and the high priestess of Harbour Village. At the Kreskie Institute, the only thing visible to the naked eye that separates the administration from the patients is the clothes that they wear. The best advice to visitors and employees to the Kreskie Institute is to dress well because it is much more difficult to tell the truth from a lie, and the nearest help is miles away through the swampland of the Spooky Isles. No one can hear you if you scream for help, and even if they could hear you, would they believe you?