Confined to the sterile, white walls of Strangerville's asylum, a woman finds solace in self-pleasure. She strips bare, her body marked with the scars of her past, and lies back on her bed. Her fingers trace the curves of her body, pausing at her nipples, before descending to her core. She's slick with desire, her clit throbbing as she circles it with her fingers. She arches her back, her breath coming in ragged gasps, as she brings herself to the edge and then tumbles over, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.