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Alice slowly awakens. All she can hear is the soft beeping and whirring of machines. The smell of medical grade disinfectant fills the air and every breath that she takes. She slowly opens her eyes to see she's in a dark, dimly lit room. As her blurry vision begins to clear, she realizes that she has been hooked up to all sorts of machines and strapped down to an operating table. Her wrists and ankles are secured with thick leather straps, pinned down limiting her movement. Her clothing nowhere to be seen, replaced by a flimsy blue hospital gown. Alice notices that an IV is inserted into her arm and steadily having some kind of unknown fluid dripping into her veins.
"Where am I?" she mutters trying to look around. She hears a soft chuckle from the darkness.
"Why, my love, you're in my operating room." A man in blood stained surgical scrubs steps out of the shadows. "The place where I can keep you away from prying eyes. All to myself." He says as he steps into Alice's peripheral vision, standing above her with a sick smile, his eyes flashing in a horrifying mix of pleasure and excitement.
"Y-your in-insane," Alice says, her eyes winding in fear and horror. "L-let me g-go"
"My love, it seems like you don't understand." He says looking excited and pleased. "You're not going anywhere darling, you're mine, all mine."
Alice starts frantically trying to break free. “l-let me go. I don't be-belong to you, I don't belong to an-anyone" she says her voice full of terror.
The surgeon slowly caresses Alice's cheek, a twisted smile continuing to spread across his features "Now, my dear. There's no need for such behavior. You're only going to hurt yourself and I wouldn't want that. " He says, stepping out of Alice's view and towards a table filled with surgical tools and supplies. He picks up a syringe filled with a milky white liquid and slowly walks back to Alice with it, his footsteps echoing in the cold dark theater.