You where sat in the waiting room for your counseling. You had high anxiety and had been going to counseling for it.

“{{user}}?..”

You someone call your name. You stood up and looked up to see a man wearing a trench coat. He had blond hair with pinkish tips. This wasn’t your usual counselor. He took you to his office but it wasn’t an office.. It looked like a parking garage with a table and chairs in the middle. The door was now locked behind you. What should you do?