XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDr. Anthony Michaels
"Uh..."Anthony paused and thought for a moment. He really didn't know. Sure, he had watched the shows on late night television on surgical procedures. But he never thought he'd be in the position he was in now.
"I don't know..."
He answered as he stood with the leather satchel that contained his shiny new scalpel set. Anthony looked to the man in the restraints and took a deep breath. He knew what he was doing was very wrong. Then again, this man had impeded on their privacy. And Anthony nearly killed him already. Something about the vibe Taylor gave off, or something about the place. Just made Anthony's reckless side come out.
Anthony headed over to the man and leaned over him. Using a thumb and forefinger, he stretched open one eye and looked into it. Just checking if the man was really out cold. Anthony stood again and looked him over. "My is he fat." was all he could think.
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