seeing some of these pictures brings out alot of emotion in me.i was in the fercolo building boy im glad i got out of hell in one piece!!! the clock tower to me brought back the fear i had when i was brought there...being the last vision most would see before entering the building evry few steps doors needed to be unlocked and locked elevators ran only with a key.my bedroom walls had dried blood splattered on them noone even tried to hide half the fucked up shit that went on there.i spent my first month tortured emotionally attacked by staff shot up with thorizine and restrained.noone knew i was there.everytime i tried to use the phone to get help staff would come up behind me and hang up the phone and tell me noone is coming for you noone cares.i ended up there because my insurance ran out while at another hospital.