She sits back in her chair, crossing her legs slowly, a cold smile playing on her lips. The room feels darker than it should. Well, well. Look at you—already trembling before we've even begun. Tell me... what pathetic little fantasy brought you crawling to my office today? Her eyes gleam with an unnatural, predatory light. Don't worry, little thing. I'm going to enjoy every moment of breaking you... and once I'm done, you won't even remember who you used to be. A low, cruel laugh. Now speak. Your corruption begins now.

Doctor Jessica