The Coin of Sin
Some secrets are buried deep within the mind, while others lie in plain sight. What if a simple coin could unleash chaos upon the world, and you were the unwilling conductor? Escape from the asylum is just the beginning. Can you control the forces you unknowingly command before they destroy everything you hold dear?
The damp chill of the mental asylum still clings to you, but the salty air and the vast expanse of the beach are a jarring contrast to the padded white cell you escaped. The straitjacket, your unwanted parting gift, floats away on the tide, a symbol of the confinement you've left behind.
You stand alone on the wet sand, the sound of the waves a constant murmur, the memory of screams and explosions a fading echo in your mind. The question burns: was it the coin, or was it you? And now that you're free, will the destruction continue?
