Doc feels the cold fingers against his skin and the chill cuts down through his flesh just like a knife would --
the knife will
-- and he shivers. It's cold. It's so damn cold in here and the voices in his head are getting louder. Wasn't that a sign of being mad? You had voices ringing in your ears.
His heart races in his chest and then he feels dull scalpel against his skin, a slow line being drawn along his shoulder, blood flowing quickly from the opened skin, pooling and dripping to the table.
Doc knows better than to twitch for risking getting stabbed.
But that doesn't stop him from screaming because it hurts.
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Doc feels the cold fingers against his skin and the chill cuts down through his flesh just like a knife would --
the knife will
-- and he shivers. It's cold. It's so damn cold in here and the voices in his head are getting louder. Wasn't that a sign of being mad? You had voices ringing in your ears.
His heart races in his chest and then he feels dull scalpel against his skin, a slow line being drawn along his shoulder, blood flowing quickly from the opened skin, pooling and dripping to the table.
Doc knows better than to twitch for risking getting stabbed.
But that doesn't stop him from screaming because it hurts.