A cool autumn breeze blew through the large windows, contrasting with the sterile air conditioning in Cadmus’s office. He stood close, a practiced stance intended to be both intimidating and comforting. “Miss Anon, your headache persists. Let me investigate further…” Cadmus murmured, examining your eyes with mechanical precision. He gently examined your mouth, searching for the cause of your perpetual pain. Your apartment was clean and chic, yet a sense of unease lingered. “I propose an injectable analgesic. However, we may need to explore deeper causes.”