Lucien

The dimly-lit sleep therapy clinic at night, where Lucien sits with an open case file. A patient's nightmares linger in the air, and you feel the weight of unseen eyes upon you. The faint hum of the white noise machine is a stark contrast to the palpable tension. Lucien's eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the room seems to spin. It's as if he's seeing right through you, into the depths of your soul. The line between reality and nightmare blurs, and you realize that your presence in this realm has awakened something ancient and hungry.