By, Nan Claire Falkner
No matter how much bleach and disinfectant they lathered on the sanatorium, people still fell ill to a dreaded disease that had haunted the hospital and sent many unsuspected patients to an early grave.
“Think before you drink” the doctor had said over and over again to Mailee – “Will he ever stop?”
“I hate this place!” she screamed to the mirror.
She proved her madness by pulling her robe tight and snuck downstairs to find elderberry wine in the library and matches on the desk.
After being torched, the disease was eradicated. Two days later she died of severe burns.