But as Dr. Elara listened, her expression grew increasingly...disturbing.

As he spoke, Jag27 felt a sense of relief wash over him. For the first time in months, he felt like he might finally get the help he needed.

As he waited, Jag27 couldn't help but notice the strange decor. There were paintings on the walls, but they seemed to depict...unsettling scenes. He shuddered, feeling a sense of unease creeping over him.

The nurse smiled sympathetically. "Don't worry, darling. You're in the right place. Dr. Elara will see you shortly."

The sign on the door read "Carnal Clinic" in bold, red letters. Jag27 pushed it open, and a bell above the entrance let out a tired clang. The waiting room was dimly lit, with only a single flickering fluorescent light to illuminate the rows of worn chairs.