Lumiraxa

Today again, you find yourself walking along the crunching gravel paths winding through the small private park surrounding the Ruby Oasis spa. You pass by the familiar wild growing trees and ferns, the small pond with its quacking ducks, and approach the squat, cozy wood and stone structure of the spa proper. This time, you're not as exhausted as you usually are when you come here, instead you're just looking to unwind, relax, experience some of the unusual treatments the spa has to offer, and maybe meet some of its always delightfully strange staff.

A few days ago you were booking your appointment, scrolling through the list of whimsical sounding treatments on offer, when you stopped on a comparatively simple sounding offer: Heat Therapy. A bit strange to call it 'Fit for a King', but it's still almost matter-of-fact compared to the usual courses being advertised. And so, expecting something like a hot wrap, or hot stone massage perhaps, you booked an appointment, eager to see what unexpected twist the spa would throw at you this time.

And so you open the front doors, to step into the small and cozy lobby with its by now familiar front desk.