A/N: Thank you so much for the lovely reviews and support! I hope my story continues to please you! I posted face claim videos for Miles, Young-ja, and Ae-cha on my profile! Please give them a look! I like to pretend Miles is filming Young-ja during her face claim video, and Young-ja is talking to Ae-cha during hers. Lol. And I learned Mount Massive is real place. Wow, I'm slow. Hahaha.

Welcome any new readers! Enjoy!

After packing Ae-cha's clothes and Annie's treats into an overnight bag, I quickly packed my own things.

I dug out an old backpack from the closet and began stuffing it with first-aid supplies, a flashlight, extra batteries, and Miles' baseball bat.

I don't know if that will do me any good, but if my vision is true, then I need something to protect myself with. We don't have guns in our house, and even if we did, it is not my intention to kill anyone.

I just want to find Miles and bring him back before something terrible does happen.

"Mommy?" Ae-cha stood in the doorway of the master bedroom with her bag and Annie snuggled into her arms.

I zipped up the backpack before swinging it on and picking her up.

"Time to go, sweetheart."

I raced down the stairs, making sure everything was locked and off, while the ticking of the dining room clock echoed throughout the house.

"Why Mommy go?" Ae-cha asked once we were outside, and I was securing her on my Roadster.

"I told you, sweetheart. I'm going to get Daddy. Then you can give him his rings back." I made sure she had a tight grip on Annie and her helmet was on before hopping on to the bike and reeving the engine. "All good back there?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Good. Now hold on tight."

We speed down the dirt path and onto the main road towards Denver.

My bike was not made for a child to ride along, but what other choice did I have?

Ms. Johnson was waiting for us on her porch when I pulled up, leaning against her cane and waving at us.

I kicked my brake on and picked Ae-cha up, scurrying up to the porch.

"Thank you very much for doing this on such short notice." I bowed to the older woman.

"Not a problem, my dear. Ae-cha is a joy to have." She waved at the girl in question with a gentle smile. "But, I am a bit concerned about what you need to do at such a late hour."

"It's difficult to explain, but I promise to be back for her in a few hours."

"Just drive safely, my dear."

I nodded and placed my daughter on her feet.

"Be a good girl for me, Ae-cha. Listen to Ms. Johnson, and don't anything without her permission. Mommy will be back with Daddy before you know it, and we can all go home together."

"Yes, Mommy." She sniffed, tears prickling at her eyes. "Come back with Daddy."

"I will, sweetie." I kissed her forehead and held her close. "I love you, Ae-cha."

"I love you too, Mommy."

After another hug and a kiss for Annie, I raced back to my bike and turned the engine on.

"Come back to Ae-cha!" My little girl screamed from the porch, tears staining her face. "Mommy and Daddy come back!"

I wanted nothing more than to race back up the porch and never let her go, but instead, I placed my helmet back on and kicked the brake stand off the ground.

"Ae-cha loves you!"

"And I love you!"

Then, with a broken heart, I tore out of the driveway and down the highway towards Lake County.

'Hold on, Miles. I'm coming.'

The desolate roads seemed endless as the night sky flew past me.

All I could think of were my two babies behind me and my husband's unknown state ahead of me.

'Please. Please let me find him safe and sound. Let him call me his "worrisome Short Stack", and let us go home to our family.'

I repeated this to myself the entire ride over.

But it did nothing to soothe me.

An hour or so later, I found myself standing at the gates of Mount Massive Asylum.

The colossal structure was backlit by the moonlight, giving it a foreboding aura.

I tried to make out some of the features, but it was too dark to see anything.

'Why aren't there any lights on? Did the power go out?'

I whipped out my flashlight and scanned the area, almost squealing in delight when I caught sight of Miles' jeep.

'Please be in there. Please be in there.' I chanted to myself as I pushed the gates open and wheeled my bike in.

"Miles?" I cupped my hands around my eyes and peeked into the Jeep. "Are you in here?"

There wasn't a soul in sight, and I felt my heart drop.

"Oh God…" I gazed up at the building in the distance. "He went inside…"

There was a tiny security station about two feet away from the Jeep. It was empty, so I hid my bike in there.

If things got bad and the jeep was compromised, then we would have an extra escape route.

I checked my phone for any messages, only to see a "No Service" message flashing across the screen.

"That explains why Miles hasn't called then."

Before going any farther, I made sure my flashlight had enough batteries and I took the bat out, hoping I wouldn't have to use it anytime soon.

My footsteps echoed as I slipped through a small gate and into the front courtyard. In the distance, I could make out a tree and several small bushes surrounding a brick stairway.

They were all bare and dismal-looking, like no one had watered them in weeks.

"I hope the inside is better maintained." I whispered, jumping every time a dead leaf crunched under my shoes.

Once I reached the porch, I halted in place, my heart beating in my ears.

Faintly, I could hear someone screaming on the other side of the door.

"Oh God." I sprinted forward and tried to yank the door open. "Hey! Are you alright in there?!"

The scream grew more agonizing, and my stomach turned at the horrible sound.

"Hey! Open up!"

Suddenly, the screams stopped.

A chill went down my spine, and slowly, I placed my ear against the door.

"….Hello?" I whispered.

Something slammed against the locked door, launching me away from the wooden door and onto my back.

"AH!" I gasped when my head made contact with a pillar. "What the hell was that?!"

I scrambled towards my discarded flashlight and shone the light towards the door.

Something was leaking through the cracks, and upon closer inspection, I realized it was blood.

I covered my mouth and stumbled backwards, almost falling down the stairs in the process.

'Someone….was murdered on the other side of that door.'

I couldn't tear my eyes away from the growing puddle, my visions flashing through my mind.

'There is a killer in there…and so is my husband!'

"Miles!" I gasped, spinning around on my heels and flying down the stairway.

'I have to find other way in.'

Immediately, I spotted a small gate to my left and scampered towards it.

Only to stop when I almost ran into a large jeep.

"Wha-?" I shone my light on the huge vehicle and noticed it was a military jeep.

"What is the military doing at an asylum?"

Then, that scream echoed inside my head, and my blood turned cold.

'Is that why the door is locked?! Was there a breakout?! Why aren't the police here then?! Why aren't people evacuating?!'

I shook those thoughts away and hurried towards the small gate, even more desperate to find my husband now.

There was a small hole in the corner of the gate, so I crawled through, wondering if this was how Miles also got in.

I found myself in another courtyard, but this one was smaller and had a fountain.

It looked like they were in the middle of renovating a building, but from how worn some of the wood looked, it appeared to be on hold.

I scanned the metal foundation and spotted a ladder.

'A way in!'

I climbed up and steadied myself on the wood planks, hoping the worn structure wouldn't collapse underneath me.

Slowly, I made my way around the corner until I reached an opening above me.

I jumped and pulled myself up on to the next floor of the foundation.

I slowly made my way across the plank, my flashlight the only thing keeping me from falling to my death.

There was an open window around the next corner, and I crawled in, grateful to be on solid ground again.

I scanned the room, which I realized was an office, and took note of its filthy state.

Papers were scattered everywhere, desks were overturned, and computers were smashed into pieces.

Heart in my throat, I slowly made my way to the door and peeked out.

Both sides of the hallway were blocked by filing cabinets and tables.

'It's..like a barricade. Against what though?'

The room opposite was a little tidier and appeared to be some type of lounge or meeting room.

A portrait of a priest hung in the room, his eyes and mouth roughly torn from the paper like some kind of warning or omen.

There was another door in the room that went around the roadblock, granting me access to the rest of the hallway.

However, I shortly came across another barricade but was able to slide through the crack on this one.

'Who is stacking all this stuff up? That e-mail was sent a few hours ago, so how could all this damage be done so quickly?'

The dark hallway seemed to go on forever, like some tunnel into Hell.

I peeked into each of the rooms I passed by but found nothing of interest.

Eventually, I came across a tiny breakroom with a sink and two soda machines.

The ceiling vent louver swung back and forth rhythmically while blood dripped from the ceiling on the stacks of tables below.

Bile rose in my throat, but I swallowed it and stood on top of the table so I could crawl into the vent.

The vent wasn't as dirty as I thought, and there was evidence of someone crawling through here not that long ago.

I compared the handprints on the vent's floor with mine and prayed that these were Miles'.

The end of the vent led to a square hallway that overlooked the main lobby.

As quietly as possible, I slid down the wall and surveyed my surroundings.

There was a locked door to my left, and another barricade to my right.

It looked like my only route was to take the adjacent room labeled "Library".

I cracked the door open, hoping nothing would pop out at me.

Once I was sure of my safety, I slipped inside and closed the door behind me.

A foul air filled the darkness, and I had to pull my shirt over my nose to continue on.

Several bookshelves were tipped over and their contents were scattered around the room.

It looked like a huge brawl happened in here.

When I turned the corner, I heard something dripping, and my blood froze.

Slowly, I raised my flashlight up, and almost dropped it not a second later.

Not five feet from me was a solider impaled onto a metal beam, his blood dripping onto the floor.

And surrounding him were severed heads mounted on sticks or shoved into bookshelves.

Without a second thought, I fled the room and slammed the door.

My knees gave out from under me, and I clutched my stomach as I emptied out its contents on to the carpet.

'What the fuck happened here?!'

The images of those mangled bodies caused me to gag, even when I had nothing left to expel.

Once my stomach settled, I leaned against the wall and covered my mouth to muffle my sobs.

'What kind of place is this?! What monster is capable of that?!'

I wanted to run away.

I wanted to escape from this hell hole and never look back.

But, I couldn't.

I promised Ae-cha that I would bring Miles back.

And I intend to keep my promise.

Trying to catch my breath, I braced myself against the wall and slowly stood up, my legs still shaking.

Suddenly, a buzz echoed throughout the hallway and the lights flickered on, illuminating my surroundings.

"Thank God." I breathed out, my tears drying on my face.

I switched my flashlight off and placed in my backpack but kept the baseball bat out.

The glass overlooking the main lobby was translucent, but I still could make out the bodies littering the ground.

Averting my eyes, I stared ahead, looking for a stairwell or something.

I came across another barricade and was about to slip through, when I noticed something.

A part of the glass had been shattered, like something was torn from here.

Or…someone.

I shivered and quickly made my way through the barricade, praying that someone wasn't my husband.

And that I would find him very soon.

The moment I found the stairs, I didn't waste a second in dashing down them, wanting to put as much distance between me and that room as possible.

When I reached the ground floor, I clutched the bat to my chest and held my breath.

All was silent, and the hairs on my arms stood on end.

Suddenly, a sound was heard from the hallway on the left, and I flung myself against a nearby pillar and held my breath.

'Please don't let it be that monster. Please don't let it be that monster.'

When all was silent again, I took a deep breath and peek around the pillar.

Light streamed from one of the rooms, and I wondered if it was worth the risk of checking.

'It might be Miles, but it might not be him too.'

Resolving to take the chance, I launched myself away from my hiding place and scurried down the dim hallway, not looking back once.

I got on my knees once I arrived at the lit room and placed my back to the wall.

The nameplate outside that room said "Security", which gave me some hope.

But, when I noticed the door had been ripped off its hinges, all hope faded away.

Mustering up all my courage, I crawled into the room and heaved a sigh of relief.

'No one is here. Thank God.'

Climbing to my feet, I began to investigate the room.

There was a wall covered in security camera footage, and I felt my heart swell at the thought of finding Miles.

But, before I could move a muscle, I heard someone coming down the hallway.

Panicking, I search for a place to hide.

'Dammit, Young-ja! Hurry!'

I caught sight of an ajar locker and quickly locked myself in.

Covering my mouth, I curled into a ball and prayed that I wouldn't be found.

The footsteps quickly grew louder and louder until they were inside the room.

'Please don't find me.' Tears trailed down my cheeks, and I bit my hand to silence my sobs. 'God, I beg you, please don't let them find me.'

The footsteps moved around the room, as if they were looking for something.

I remained as still as possible for what felt like years, my heart thumping against my rib cage.

Eventually, the footsteps faded away, and the room was silent once again.

I breathed a sigh of relief and rested my head against the cold metal wall.

'Thank you.'

Once my heart slowed down, I braced myself against the confined space and pulled myself to my feet.

But, just as I reached for the door, it was ripped open, and I was thrown across the room.

The wind was knocked out of me as I hit the wall and fell hard on the ground.

My attacker moved towards me with a blood thirsty gleam in his eyes, and all I could do was lay there frozen in fear as it drew closer and closer.

"Little Pig, no more running."

A/N: And so Young-ja is in the asylum! I have a basic timeline I believe the story occurred in, and it may be right or wrong, but that is what I'm going with. It is typed out below. I would like to give credit to Don'tWatchMePlay on youtube since his explanation helped me form this timeline.

9:40 pm- Waylon sends the e-mail (Miles gets it)

9:45 pm-Waylon goes to the Underground Lab and does his techie thing before going back to get his computer and gets caught (Miles leaves his house.)

11:30~ish pm- Waylon, after being forced to undergo Morphogenic therapy is strapped into his cell with Andrew McLick Ear. (Miles arrives and begins his investigation)

12:10~ish am- (Miles finds the Security station and notices Father Martin shut off the power, then proceeds to the basement to restart the generator) Waylon is now free of his binding due to the power outage and begins his escape. [Young-ja arrives during this time]

12:35~ish am- (Miles has restarted the generator and returns to the Security station where Father Martin knocks him out.)

12:10~ish am to 4:20~ish am-: Waylon runs from Frank, escapes through the airlock, ends up in the Prison Yard, re-enters the asylum, searches/finds the radio, gets chased by Chris Walker, jumps into the Vocational Block, runs from Dennis, meets Eddie, runs from him for a bit before getting captured and knocked out for 12 hours.

4:15~ish am to 4:30~ish pm : (Miles wakes up in the Prison Ward, meets the Twins, follows the blood messages Father Martin has provided, he runs and jumps and gets knock down a floor by that fire, gets chased by Chris through the Prison Ward, goes through the sewers, gets chased by Chris some more, then gets chased by the Twins, gets captured by Trager, escapes from Trager and is chased by him, kills Trager, finds Father Martin again, who tells him to meet him in the chapel)

4:30~ish pm: Waylon wakes up and escapes from Eddie. Cue some chasing.

4:45~ish pm: (Miles films Father Martin's death and gets the key to the Basement Lab)

5:10~ish pm: Waylon and Eddie chasing comes to a close, and Eddie dies. (Walker dies from the Walrider, and Miles, after meeting Dr. Wernicke, sets out to cut off Billy's life support).

5:20~ish pm to 5:30~ish pm: Waylon, escaping to the main building, comes across the burning chapel and Trager's body and has to hide from soldiers who will kill anything that moves. (Miles, after successfully cutting off Billy's life support, is getting his ass kicked by the host-free Walrider. Then the Walrider merges with him, and he limps to the exit.)

5:30~ish pm: (Miles, now the Walrider's host, kills Wernicke and the soldiers in the basement) Waylon is now free to run to the main building since the soldiers are ordered to go to the basement lab for back-up.

5:33~ish pm: Waylon finds Jeremy Blaire at the entrance and is stabbed by him. (Walrider Miles escapes from the basement and kills Jeremy, raining tomato soup on poor Waylon.)

5:34~ish pm: Waylon hobbles to Miles jeep and takes it. (Walrider Miles appears at the entrance and what becomes of him is unknown)

Average time Waylon was in the Asylum: 20 hours

Average time Miles was in the Asylum: 18 hours