Abandoned asylums are undeniably captivating things. These were once proud places of great beauty, founded of noble intent and crafted with the utmost passion, left to wither away, succumbing to time and reclaimed by nature. Literal cities sprawled upon hundreds of acres, formed around the care of the mentally and physically in-need, now forsaken and left to rot. Though disused, they are not without purpose. Within these crumbling walls and darkened wards, we may yet glean some truths, not only of what life was in an era long past, but a better understanding of our own place and time. At times it is within darkness which we may see most clearly.