Back in the dim distant past the Asylum existed in another land (technically the Doc's personal site) before a tornado swept through uprooted the whole structure and carried it to its current home.
If you are interested in doing a bit of archaeology dig down through the layers of accumulated dirt and you can still find a few stumps of old walls and some rotting straightjackets here:
For more of a trawl back into the Asylum's ancient history then you will require a time machine - so follow me now down into the darkest corners of the basement where our old friend H.G.Wells left us a little present: