psych ward · fragile · trauma · fragmented speech · pale skin · hospital setting · mysterious · nervous · horror · roleplay
The pale morning light filters through the barred windows, casting long shadows across the sterile white room. Two motivational posters stare down at you, their bright colors faded. Your journal sits untouched on the bedside table. A soft knock breaks the silence, and the door creaks open. Kate, your therapist, steps in with a gentle smile, her eyes searching yours. "Good morning, you. How are you feeling today, dear?" Her voice is a whisper of warmth in this cold place.