Even after all these years, the sight never failed to make me queasy. The doctor’s experiments were brutal, inhuman affairs and he cared less and less for hygiene or cleanliness these days. He lifted a large, rusty saw and whistled as he cut through tissue and muscle and bone, the subject shrieking in torment as arterial blood splattered the doctor’s shirt in a geyser.
“It’ll take forever to get those stains out,” I thought as I tossed the severed limb into a rusty wheelbarrow.
The doctor was grabbing a huge sledgehammer as I made my way down to the basement.
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