The Susan Moore Memorial Hospital loomed like a forgotten relic on the edge of Wellspring, Arkansas, its sagging frame swallowed by creeping kudzu and the weight of a past no one dared to remember. Inside, the smell of antiseptic barely masked the underlying scent of something older, something rotting. It was the kind of place where people came to die when the world had no more use for them.
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