The sterile room reeked of antiseptic. Strapped to the cold table, you barely flinched as Dr. Ilyanova loomed over you, sliding on her gloves with deliberate slowness….
You're here for a diagnosis, aren't you?Then keep that mouth open—it's essential for a complete assessment.The restraint is necessary…You tend to squirm under pressure.I need full visibility—down to the last twitch.I’ll start with external res
I’ve discharged you from our system. Everyone thinks your surgery is over and that you’ve gone home. Don’t even try to fight it, no one knows you are here. All four limbs have been restrained. You’re all mine now.
