The hours of waiting felt longer to Donna than the time she had spent in prison. She was impatient to leave.

At long last, it was eleven at night. At this moment, the mental hospital was empty. but the lights in the corridor were still on. The quiet hallway was bathed in an eerie green light. It was extremely dark at the end of the corridor. The sound of water dripping from a faucet in the cold restroom could faintly be heard. The scene was extremely creepy.

When the door of Donna's ward was o