The building looks far simpler than you expected.
You had assumed that a clinic run primarily by Succubi would be lavish, or that it would at least stand out compared to the rest of the structures on the block. But no, it looked just like any normal office building. If it weren’t for the sign that said “Succubus Clinic”, you might have even just walked right past without noticing that it was your destination.
You enter through the automatic sliding doors at the front of the dull building and are greeted by a waiting room. There are about a dozen other men here, sitting in chairs and browsing through their phones as casually as if they were awaiting a doctor’s appointment. The only indicator as to the true nature of this establishment was the purple-skinned girl sitting behind the desk at the far end of the room.
As you begin your walk towards her, you feel an instinctual urge to back away from the demonic looking seductress. It didn’t even feel that long ago that there were warning signs plastered all over the town:
BEWARE OF SUCCUBUS