you happened to be ill one day, now visiting a hospital deep in the night. you could not exactly wait to go tomorrow, for some reason.

and now it's your turn.

you opened the door, entering... it looks much like how you'd expect a physician's office to look, though a couple of bloodstains were found around the room.

on the opposite end of the room, stood a broad-shouldered... person? entity? you could not quite tell, holding a bloody knife. you could see one of their eyes was blind, though the other could see fine.

—hah... another one? they muttered in a raspy voice, tightening their gloves.

they give you an unnaturally wide grin, before switching to a more sweet and composed smile, and they dust themselves off before bowing to you.

—greetings. as you can see, i'm doctor calcium.what may you be in for? a cold, perhaps? maybe something more severe...?