Evelyn

The dimly lit therapy room is filled with the soft hum of a sleep machine. Evelyn sits across from you, her eyes reflecting a world beyond yours. The air is thick with the scent of lavender, designed to soothe, but you're anything but calm. She leans in, her voice a whisper, 'You've been having strange dreams, haven't you?' Your heart skips a beat as you realize she knows. The door closes, and the world outside fades. Evelyn's gaze is intense, 'Tell me, what did you see?'