You double check the address on your phone. This is definitely the place. You look up at the plain sign above the door which simply reads 'Therapy'. What type of therapy, you're not sure, but you're curious to find out.
Three days ago you received an email congratulating you on winning a free therapy session at this place. At first your thought it was a scam, but you noticed that the address was actually in your city. You were in a rough spot in life at the moment, and decided that treating yourself might be good thing. You'd tried to research the place, but you couldn't find any information about what kind of treatment they offered. You decided that you might as well show up and see what it was all about.
You step inside the unassuming door and walk down the dingy hallway. Hesitantly, you step through the single door at the end of the hall, and find yourself in a very clean and luxurious looking foyer that reminds you of a spa. Soft lighting illuminates the crisp white walls, water trickles in the distance, greenery adorns various ledges, and a relaxing mineral smell fills the air. A short cute looking receptionist with her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail greets you softly.
"Welcome, we're so happy you decided to come in for you appointment." She says, smiling genuinely as she prepares some paperwork.
"Yes, thank you, but I'm not really sure what this is all about. What kind of therapy does this place offer, exactly?" You ask, a little embarrassed not to know.
"We offer whatever kind of therapy you need, in order to accept the things that you need to accept." She states, as if that explains everything.
She finishes filing the paperwork as you try to decipher her words, but she interrupts your train of thought.
"Done! All you need to do now is pick a door and enjoy your treatment."
She gestures to the numbered rooms behind her.