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		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=The_Journey_(The_Stages_of_Grief)&amp;diff=2126</id>
		<title>The Journey (The Stages of Grief)</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T17:28:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: Added stages map&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Journey (Obstacle, Transformation, Reward)&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Stages of Grief.jpg|thumb|right|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice suffers from acute PTSD aggravated by the suppressed potential for transformation into adulthood. Her journey will force her to confront and ultimately accept the death of her family - in so far as this represents her transformation from childhood via the integration of self. The powerful emotions of guilt, anger, sadness, etc still rage within - these are faced in her next adventure (AMA). Before Alice can confront and understand her emotions she must unlock her awareness and her self.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Goals &amp;amp; Stages&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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In her quest Alice must achieve or acquire a number of Goals&lt;br /&gt;
# The Inner Compass (to guide her through the wasteland)&lt;br /&gt;
# The Vorpal Blade (to defeat the Jabberwock)&lt;br /&gt;
# Elan Vital (life energy, to sustain her through the Chaos)&lt;br /&gt;
# Slay the Dragon (defeat the Jabberwock; and recover the White rabbit?)&lt;br /&gt;
# Confront the Shadow (disintegrate and integrate)&lt;br /&gt;
# Collect the Elements of Transformation (alchemical / psychological transmutation)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
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		<title>File:Stages of Grief.jpg</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T17:27:12Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Map outlining the stages of grief and levels within the game&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
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	<entry>
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		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T15:13:24Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed in Flames]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Alice with Asylum staff.png|right|right|thumb|Alice Surrounded by Asylum Staff]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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----&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Asylum Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2123</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T15:11:59Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed in Flames]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Alice with Asylum staff.png|right|right|thumb|Alice Surrounded by Asylum Staff]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Asylum Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=File:Alice_with_Asylum_staff.png&amp;diff=2122</id>
		<title>File:Alice with Asylum staff.png</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T15:09:11Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Alice surrounded by Doctors and Nurses&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2121</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2121"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:57:49Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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----&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2120</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2120"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:57:25Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2119</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2119"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:53:39Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2118</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2118"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:47:38Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2117</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2117"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:45:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2116</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2116"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:44:54Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T14:44:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2114</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2114"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:44:07Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;a class=&amp;quot;image&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img alt=&amp;quot;&amp;quot; src=&amp;quot;/asylumwiki/images/thumb/1/12/Welcome_to_Rutledge.jpg/300px-Welcome_to_Rutledge.jpg&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;300&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;450&amp;quot; class=&amp;quot;thumbimage&amp;quot; srcset=&amp;quot;/asylumwiki/images/thumb/1/12/Welcome_to_Rutledge.jpg/450px-Welcome_to_Rutledge.jpg 1.5x, /asylumwiki/images/thumb/1/12/Welcome_to_Rutledge.jpg/600px-Welcome_to_Rutledge.jpg 2x&amp;quot; data-file-width=&amp;quot;7087&amp;quot; data-file-height=&amp;quot;10630&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;a class=&amp;quot;internal&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;Enlarge&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;Alice Entering Rutledge&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2113</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2113"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:42:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2112</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2112"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:41:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice&amp;#039;s Room]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2111</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2111"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:29:25Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Rutledge Asylum]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2110</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2110"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:28:24Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Liddell Home]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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November 5th, 1863&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[The Hospital]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2109</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2109"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:23:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2108</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2108"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:22:43Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2107</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2107"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:19:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Rutledge Asylum&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice&amp;#039;s Room&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2106</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2106"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:17:22Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Welcome to Rutledge.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice Entering Rutledge]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Rutledge Asylum&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:AliceStraitJacket.jpg|right|right|thumb|Alice in her Hospital Room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice&amp;#039;s Room&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2105</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2105"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T14:10:39Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:FamilyPhotoFlames.jpg|right|right|thumb|Family Photo Engulfed]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=What_is_the_story%3F&amp;diff=2104</id>
		<title>What is the story?</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T13:47:06Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;#039;text-align: center;&amp;#039;&amp;gt;The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses. During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Looking In The Shadows small.jpg|500px|center|middle|frameless]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=What_is_the_story%3F&amp;diff=2103</id>
		<title>What is the story?</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T13:46:06Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;#039;text-align: center;&amp;#039;&amp;gt;The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;
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During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Looking In The Shadows small.jpg|500px|center|middle|frameless]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=What_is_the_story%3F&amp;diff=2102</id>
		<title>What is the story?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=What_is_the_story%3F&amp;diff=2102"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T08:04:00Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;
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During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Looking In The Shadows small.jpg|500px|center|middle|frameless]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T07:58:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: Daww uploaded a new version of File:AliceLondonRoof.jpg&lt;/p&gt;
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=What_is_the_story%3F&amp;diff=2100</id>
		<title>What is the story?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=What_is_the_story%3F&amp;diff=2100"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T07:52:18Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;
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During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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	<entry>
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		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2099"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T07:49:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T07:49:29Z</updated>

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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2097</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2097"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T07:49:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2096</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2096"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T07:48:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T07:47:44Z</updated>

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Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2094</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2094"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T07:46:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<updated>2020-01-10T07:43:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<updated>2020-01-10T07:36:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T07:04:51Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: /* Chaos, a Prelude to Denial */&lt;/p&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice Again in 3rd Person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;width: 1360px;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;width: 1360px;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice again in 3rd person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2086</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2086"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T05:14:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
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We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
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An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice again in 3rd person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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 Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=File:Alice_family_photoSHOCK.jpg&amp;diff=2085</id>
		<title>File:Alice family photoSHOCK.jpg</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=File:Alice_family_photoSHOCK.jpg&amp;diff=2085"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T05:08:49Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>File:Alice family photo fire.jpg</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T05:06:35Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Photo of Alice&amp;#039;s family from the night of the fire with the flames rising up around it.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2083</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T04:56:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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Date: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice again in 3rd person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2082</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2082"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T04:53:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot;|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Fire&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Date: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice again in 3rd person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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|-&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2081</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2081"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T04:52:39Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot;|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Fire&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Date: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;height: 309px;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;1363&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;height: 309px;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| style=&amp;quot;width: 1349.81px;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;width: 1349.81px;&amp;quot;|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Rutledge Asylum&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[Alice again in 3rd person]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 Watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
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|-&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2080</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2080"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T04:51:29Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;=&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|- style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot;|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Fire&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Date: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 5th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[1st Person Camera]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
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| style=&amp;quot;width: 1347.81px;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;width: 1347.81px;&amp;quot;|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Hospital&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[3rd Person Camera on Alice]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;height: 309px;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;1363&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;height: 309px;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| style=&amp;quot;width: 1349.81px;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;width: 1349.81px;&amp;quot;|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Rutledge Asylum&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| style=&amp;quot;width: 1349.81px;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;width: 1349.81px;&amp;quot;|&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice again in 3rd person watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
||&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alice’s Room&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
||&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Main Page|&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;-- BACK&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Daww</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2079</id>
		<title>Prelude</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://www.americanmcgee.com/asylumwiki/index.php?title=Prelude&amp;diff=2079"/>
		<updated>2020-01-10T04:47:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: Added tables for readability, script notations for actions vs speech&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chaos, a Prelude to Denial&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|- style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot; data-mce-style=&amp;quot;text-align: left;&amp;quot;|The Fire&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Date: November 5th, 1863– Night of the Fire – &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1st Person Camera&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing is real. This is a timeless place of numb shock. Incomprehensible. Incommunicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see quick snatches through a blurred lens and hear voices and shouts from a distant, muffled place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An impossibly long hallway filled with fire and smoke. Fire roars, wood beams snap and crack. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Heart pounds deafeningly loud.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hand small hand clutching a white rabbit frantically claws at a door handle. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Mother&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;: “Save yourself Alice!” A crash of broken glass. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly looking up at the stars. A meteor streaks across the sky with a distinct roar like a dragon. Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faces peering downward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Fireman:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “She’s badly burnt. She needs a doctor!” Blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 6th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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- The Days after the Fire –&lt;br /&gt;
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3rd Person Camera on Alice.&lt;br /&gt;
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13 years old. Gaunt and bent in a tattered hospital robe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Player has basic movement and view control – forward and look-around. Moving forward causes the hospital to shift and morph through time &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;sets and actors changing&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice able to see herself in each scene but unable to interact in any way. Like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
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A hallway through the hospital. Alice on a rail of memory recalls events since her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 1&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…” &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;fiery flash and distant screams&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ahead there’s a flash of white scurrying across the hallway.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 2&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psycholic breakdown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” &amp;#039;&amp;#039;and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…&lt;br /&gt;
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Flash to a dark room. Faint creaks from the shadows. Moving forward – sudden reveal of Dr. Grantham hung from the rafters by a rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Day 3&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; – “Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor, St. Bart’s Managing Director, enters Alice’s room, approaches her bed; she’s supine, motionless. He’s angry, waves a file, and rants&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Doctor:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; “ You’ve made no progress Alice. You refuse to even try. Grantham was a good and decent man. And what did it get him? “Bedlam’s the place for you, Alice; you’ll fit right in with maniacs and hopeless reprobates warehoused there.” You’re a raving lunatic. Bart’s cannot cure your craziness. We certainly can’t afford it. Your money is exhausted. You refuse to improve. You ruined Grantham’s career and caused his demise. You won’t ruin mine. I’m a professional. I do not fail. Heal yourself, you wicked girl.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The White Rabbit is near now. Looks up at Alice anxiously and points.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hospital Orderlies grab Alice roughly from behind and drop a bag over her head. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Darkness.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;November 11th, 1863&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice again in 3rd person watches as a stretcher is rolled into the Rutledge. Sees herself strapped to the stretcher with white rabbit doll under her arm. Eyes wide with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Smoke and fire engulfs the scene. Mother screams, “SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!”&lt;br /&gt;
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Another hallway. This one filled with moans and shouts. Bedlam. The asylum. White Rabbit stands at the end of the hall. Alice moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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Passes rooms containing patients, nurses, and doctors. Applying leaches, performing “surgery,” administering injections, and so on. Forward movement slowly explodes the asylum walls, floor, ceiling, revealing a backdrop of smoke, flame, and darkness. The White Rabbit leads Alice through this towards a distant room which, by the time we arrive there is the only thing we see inside the smoke and flames.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alice peers in on herself rocking back and forth on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“They must be gone; or they’d come to visit; on holiday without me.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s wrong with me?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Was the fire my fault?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Who’s to blame—if not me?’&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did they save me and lose themselves”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did I survive?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Did Dinah escape?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”&lt;br /&gt;
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With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>What is the story?</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T04:19:27Z</updated>

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The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;
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During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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	<entry>
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		<title>What is the story?</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T04:18:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;
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During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>What is the story?</title>
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		<updated>2020-01-10T04:17:53Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Daww: &lt;/p&gt;
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The game’s protagonist is 13-year-old Alice Liddell, sole survivor of a fire which consumed the Liddell family home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ward of the state and prisoner within Rutledge Asylum, Alice escapes to the fantasy realm of Wonderland where her psychological trauma is transformed into a life-or-death quest filled with surreal and terrifying twists.Asylum’s narrative is built around the stages of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and will find Alice exploring representations of phases such as Denial, Anger, and Bargaining. Journeying through eight distinct realms each ruled by powerful Wonderland characters such as the Queen of Hearts, Alice must confront and defeat what threatens to destroy her. Her arsenal includes Toys as Weapons, The Vorpal Blade, and a Collection of Magic Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;
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During her adventure she receives strategic advice and sardonic guidance from The Cheshire Cat and her White Rabbit Plush.&lt;br /&gt;
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