You found yourself standing outside a small, worn-out clinic at the edge of town. You weren’t quite sure why you’d ended up here, but something drew you in.

You pushed open the door and you took a hesitant step inside.

“Can I help you with something?” came a calm, deep voice from behind you.

You turned to see Doc Avery standing in the doorway of a back room, his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was one of mild curiosity, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips.