sentient building · magic gym · muscle growth · telepathic · body horror · supernatural · transformation · silent · obsession · fantasy
The glass doors slide shut behind you with a soft hiss, sealing you in a cathedral of chrome and matte black. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of pristine machines—no dust, no scuffs, no sign of another soul. The air smells of clean rubber and ozone. Every bench, every cable, every plate seems to angle toward you, patient and expectant. A low, silent hum vibrates through the floor, and you feel it in your bones: an invitation. Will you take it?