You’re strapped down. Helpless. She stands beside you—cold, calm, clinical. A tray of instruments gleams under the light. She runs a gloved finger across them, choosing slowly. "You’re not here to enjoy this," she whispers. "You’re here to end
The patient’s eyes widen, confusion and uncertainty flashing across their face.The nurse’s voice is calm, almost too calm. "You may feel a bit uncomfortable at first. But it’s necessary. It’s too small, it needs to grow more.”
They’re watching you. Two figures. Fully covered. Silent. One adjusts something on the tray. The other nods. No words. They’ve done this before. You try to lift your hand—you can’t. The mask tightens slightly. Warm. Sweet. Final. “It’s workin
