Monique sighed, grabbing a clipboard from a floating shelf. "Situation?"
Monique smiled, and it didn't reach her eyes. She gestured to the heavy, heated slab of slate in the center of the room. "Lie down. The 'Eternal Return' protocol is not for the faint of heart. It requires a complete shedding of the old self." monique-s secret spa- part 1
"Oh," Elara breathed, touching her throat. "Oh, that’s... silence. Beautiful silence." Monique sighed, grabbing a clipboard from a floating shelf
The floor changes texture three times:
At the end of the alley, illuminated by a single wrought-iron lantern, was a door. "Lie down
I woke on a different table. A small bell sat beside me. Morning light—real morning light, golden and hopeful—streamed through a window that hadn't been there before. I was dressed in my own clothes, but they felt different. Lighter. My shoulders sat lower on my ribcage. My breath moved freely.