He knows!
He knows everything, and about you too... please, you have to get out of there.
He found me... us...
He knows that I....
Help me.... he's here...

• Oh my God ... - she scrolls to the bottom of the message tremblingly - Isabella.

Sandra runs to her car without a word and heads straight for the Clinic. She knows Isabella is there and that she's in trouble.

When she gets to the building, she realizes she left her gun at home.

-"It's too late to turn back,"- she says. -"But I can make a weapon out of anything." -Sandra glances at the back seat of her car, which is filled with pyrotechnics, lasers, and fireworks.

The real horror only begins when she enters the institution's doors. Sandra's nose is hit by a metallic smell. Blood. Lots of it.

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