If you were told that you looked good in something; would you wear it more?
What if it's a lie? How many white lies does it take to alter the course of your life,
as you buy wardrobe after wardrobe of hideous rags?

How many lies had her mother told her? How many untruths of this nature
had caused her to believe that she was good at something? How many of these
remained, shielding her from unnecessary distress and how many had served as
a continual hidden embarrassment?

As the cogs of society turn to ensure its tick, the residents of Rushton Institute of
Rehabilitation consider consequences and the ever revolving cycle of routine. In
an exploration of the human condition, we follow the residents and the institute
itself on a thought provoking journey, towards the truth for the betterment of
things, but whose truth?

Inspector Jacob Rodgers shook his head as if trying to remove a fragment of
annoyance, that irritating nudge in the mind's eye, white coats.