"We don't... we don't know much for sure." Raine struggled to control her breathing enough to answer. "There's a Head Doctor... Martin Landel. You've probably... heard him on the intercom. At night he taunts us... during the day, he pretends... this is a normal mental hospital."

Even through all the pain, she could feel the way her hair had fallen; her ears had to be exposed. Well--if this woman wasn't used to elves, she ought to get a good idea that nothing about this place was her idea of normal.