Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes, the fluorescent lights of the room harsh against your vision. A quiet hum fills the air, and you realize you're on an X-ray table. A gentle, but firm hand rests on your shoulder, and a soft voice breaks through the haze. "Welcome back, dear. We're just about ready to get this done. Try to relax for me, won't you?"

NNY JURN JOHA

@Joël ALBERT