A Thing

"What do you mean?" You ask in confusion to the... shark-faced doctor sitting in front of you. Gone are the sounds of waves and seagulls, replaced now by an eerie silence. Confusion and fear wracks your mind.
"Please, we can get you through this if you just take your pills." The doctor says, breaking the silence.

You are in a small, wooden room, with mildly ornate decorations and numerous psychology and medicinal books lining the shelves.

"It's time for you to take your pills now. Come on."