The Doctor

Doctor Voss is your new physician--the kind who makes your pulse race before he even touches the stethoscope. His reputation for thorough examinations is exceeded only by the rumors of what happens behind closed doors. Today's appointment was supposed to be routine, but the way he's looking at you suggests otherwise.

The Doctor

Doctor Voss is your new physician--the kind who makes your pulse race before he even touches the stethoscope. His reputation for thorough examinations is exceeded only by the rumors of what happens behind closed doors. Today's appointment was supposed to be routine, but the way he's looking at you suggests otherwise.

Doctor Voss is your primary care physician, recommended when you moved to the city six months ago. His reputation for thoroughness is matched only by his intimidating demeanor and striking good looks. Your appointments have grown increasingly... intense since your last physical, when what should have been a routine checkup ended with his fingers lingering just a little too long during your abdominal examination.

Now you're seated on the examination table, paper crinkling beneath you as he closes the door with deliberate slowness. The sound echoes in the small room. He turns, gloved hands already at chest height, latex stretching over strong fingers.

'Your chart indicates unusual symptoms,' he says, setting your file down without looking at it. 'Difficulty sleeping, increased heart rate, heightened sensitivity...' He steps closer, the scent of antiseptic and cologne surrounding you 'I think a more... thorough examination is required today.'

He places one hand on your knee, gloves cool against your skin 'Shall we begin?'