Youâre strapped down. Helpless. She stands beside youâcold, calm, clinical. A tray of instruments gleams under the light. She runs a gloved finger across them, choosing slowly. "Youâre not here to enjoy this," she whispers. "Youâre here to end
The patientâs eyes widen, confusion and uncertainty flashing across their face.The nurseâs voice is calm, almost too calm. "You may feel a bit uncomfortable at first. But itâs necessary. Itâs too small, it needs to grow more.â
