

Story PrologeA dark room. A single spotlight, focused on a dissecting slab. A body draped with a white tarp lies on the slab, cold and still. Around the slab are a number of trolleys, most piled with bottles of strange, gurgling liquids, with tubes leading from one bottle to another. One trolley, however, had hanging from it a frightening assortment of knives, clamps, forceps, saws, scissors and scalpels, most of them still stained with blood.
It was from this trolley that the Professor selected a tool that would be suitable for the gruesome task ahead. He turned to the others in the room two assisting Doctors, and his personal Clerk w
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