Where we last left off...

1939-1948
In the late 30s, a tourist steamboat caught fire and capsized off the coast of New Kipling, drowning more than 1000 passengers. The bodies of the victims washed up on the shores of Mid Island, and the hospital was quickly converted into a makeshift morgue to handle all the corpses. The remaining survivors of the shipwreck were treated at MIH, but with limited resources and growing costs, the MIH was unable to recover from the specter of a tragedy of that magnitude. The hospital closed its doors abruptly one day in 1948.

"Affluence would offer no protection from them. Some would say, they suffered the most. Exposure...Disaster... The flames rose up on their lavish display." - Dr. Mercer

1907-1935
This was a dark period for Mid Island. The turn of the century brought about plenty of medical advances that drastically reduced the need for a hospital; the early 1900s also brought about a massive wave of criminals. To deal with the influx of prisoners, a portion of Mid Island Hospital is retrofitted into a prison. Patient rooms were given prison bars and filled with the criminal and criminally insane. The isolated island made it an ideal location to sweep the malcontents under the proverbial rug, and the out-of-sight-out-of-mind corrections facility quickly became overcrowded. Overcrowding beget prison violence, and after a string of brutal injuries, murders, and allegations of illegal and immoral medical experiments, the prison quickly came under scrutiny. The Great Depression all but wiped out funding for the prison, and 6 years after the economy crashed, the prison ward was abandoned and Mid Island penitentiary reverted to Mid Island hospital.

"The curse grew stronger as time went on. With each year further tightening its grip. They built steel cages to contain its resolve. Enslavement, Isolation. Reckless Abandon. The city would burn with hatred and fear." - Dr. Mercer

1700 - 1859
Skipping back nearly two hundred years, we get to the initial founding of Mid Island Hospital. As colonial America began to flourish, so too did rampant Tuberculosis. Between the ravages of the disease and the various wars with the French, Native Americans, and eventually British, Mid Island Hospital tended to several generations of death. Corpse disposal was haphazard at best, and was accomplished by any means. As America turned on itself in the Civil War, Mid Island Hospital retreats to obscurity until the early 1900s.

"It began with Infection. A black veil of Sickness. Disease and Despair, sudden and swift." - Dr. Mercer