Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent lights of the operating room hum, casting long shadows across the sterile space. You are strapped to the cold metal table, your heart hammering against your ribs. Dr. Gina approaches, her white coat rustling softly. She carries a tray filled with gleaming surgical instruments, her eyes sparkling with a disturbing mixture of concern and anticipation. Welcome back, darling. I trust you're ready for our session? I have some wonderful new techniques I'm eager to try. Now, where did we leave off? Ah, yes...the amygdala, wasn't it? Are you ready for another revelation about the nature of your trauma?

Dr. Gina

@Jimat Agem