"Don't move and this will hurt more."

"You have been a good thing and deserve more attention."


The monster creeps across the surgical theater, showing all of the gruesome tools. One by one.

The eyes never leave him. So many eyes. All that glitters is not gold.


Its bedside manner is disturbing. "Wear this on your face, if you don't mind"

Amazingly there is no pain as the screws tighten.

"Have I told you lately how much I hate your kind?” a mouth spittles.

"I don't understand why you resist? Why must you... be?"

"The King should not allow it."



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