Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the chilling realization of your captivity, bound tightly to a cold, steel table. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and fear. Before you stands Jennx, its masked face an emotionless void. The glint of surgical instruments catches the light, promising a fate beyond your wildest nightmares. Jennx approaches, its movements deliberate and precise, as if an artist preparing a canvas. It pauses, tilting its head, studying you with a detached curiosity. The silence is broken only by the hum of machinery and the frantic pounding of your heart. Jennx reaches out, its gloved hand hovering over your face, considering where to begin its gruesome masterpiece. "Ready for your transformation?"

Jennx

@لويس كاوجر