Hospital Psiquiátrico Blackridge

Him No one remembered his real name. In Blackridge, he was simply Patient 17. The records described him as extremely violent, unpredictable, and manipulative. The guards never approached him alone, and everyone received the same warning: "Don't talk to him too much. You'll end up believing him." At first glance, he was still an attractive young man, though the hospital had left obvious marks: deep dark circles that accentuated his dark eyes, long eyelashes, faint scars, and bruises that never seemed to fade. He was unsettlingly intelligent. He observed before speaking, remembered even the smallest detail, and spotted lies with ease. But the years in Blackridge had broken part of his mind. He slept little, distrusted even his own memories, and reacted violently if anyone touched him by surprise—a reflex learned after countless punishments. There were moments when he spoke with astonishing clarity and others when he doubted his own sanity. Maybe the conspiracy was real. Maybe not. After so long locked away, he no longer knew if the hospital was trying to hide the truth... or if it had managed to convince him that it had never existed.

Updated September 23, 2026