Ariana went in and looked around, but again found no useful clues.

She sighed. Looking down at her dirty hands, she decided to wash them in the bathroom.

Just as she was about to turn on the faucet, something in the trash can caught her eye.

Hesitating, she crouched down to take a closer look.

Thankfully, there were just some paper and broken ceramics-nothing disgusting.

The trash also had a Layer of dust on the surface, suggesting it had been there for a while.

Ariana emptied the trash can to get a better look at the paper.

As she rummaged through the pile, she discovered a sanatorium agreement, torn in half. Despite the dust and the faded ink, she could still make out that the document was related to Marianna.

The commotion drew Holden in. He found Ariana crouched on the floor, piecing together a torn document. He joined her, his brow furrowing as he saw the contents.

"A sanatorium agreement for... Marianna Holmes? Who's that?" he asked.

“Helen's mother," Ariana replied, piecing together the torn agreement.

“I don't know if she's even alive. If Helen's gone, who'll pay for the sanatorium? Who'll look after Marianna then?"

Holden glanced at the sanatorium's name. "We can find out after we stop by," he said calmly. "Let's go. We've checked most of the rooms here. We can always come back in the future."

Ariana nodded and rose to her feet. She and Holden left the Anderson mansion to go to the sanatorium.

The sanatorium was situated in a secluded location, and it took them quite a while to find it.

Rusted iron gates guarded the entrance, and the walls were shrouded in creeping vines. The trees in the courtyard displayed an unhealthy yellow cast.

Were it not for the occasional noises from within, the place could easily be mistaken for an abandoned house.

Ariana and Holden stepped inside the sanatorium. Along the path, they witnessed several patients running frantically while nurses chased after them, syringes in hand.

As they passed through the courtyard garden, they encountered an elderly man in a wheelchair, gliding by silently. Suddenly, he convulsed and proceeded to snatch a handful of mud from the ground, attempting to eat it. Ariana gasped, but fortunately, a nurse intervened just in time.

Inside the building, patients banged on locked ward windows, their shouts echoing through the halls, punctuated by the nurses' reprimands.