“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.

“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”

“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.

“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”

(Excerpt from Alice Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.)

Sanctuary Mental Hospital has no shortage of ghost stories. Given the horrific abuses that went on in the name of science and medicine, there are a variety of tales one could choose from its long eighty-four year history.

What is presented here is a surprisingly recent story involving the infamous asylum. Partly told through news paper articles since it’s closing. And partly from the account of a pony who was sent to there after the death of his parents.

At the age of fifty-four, he has received word that Fillydelphia officials are going to have the hospital be torn down. Wishing to see it one last time, he reaches out to the current owner of the property to have one last look at it before it's gone for good. But through an accident, he finds that while he may have checked out - the hospital hasn't entirely forgotten him.