As of this writing, six nurses are missing. Their lockers are empty. Their handwriting has faded from clipboards. The hospital’s website now lists the ward as “Permanently Unstaffed.”

Her ID badge was found in a mop bucket. Her coffee, still warm, sat on the desk. But her personnel file? Corrupted. Her home address? A parking lot. Her emergency contact? A string of null values.

St. Christina’s Hospital should have been a place of healing. Instead, it became a labyrinth of silence. This beta version documents the first three phases of the anomaly—before the system began deleting itself.