The number of Cerebus Guild members in the chamber matched the number of patients exactly. It couldn't be coincidence.
Everything about this scene felt rehearsed, structured, like a ritual they'd performed countless times before. Alen's only comfort was the one-way glass.
They could see everything from their side, but the people inside couldn't see them. If the patients had noticed anyone watching, they might have called out for help, and the guild members would have known immediately that intruders were nearby.
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