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The hum of the electric saw was the only sound in Trauma Room 2. Daniel Harris backed away, his polished shoes scuffing against the sterile linoleum. His poise was gone, replaced by a frantic, hunted look. / Chapter 3 / 10

Chapter 3 - THE CONFESSION IN THE ERDaniel began to laugh, a dry, manic sound. "She wasn't a prisoner. She was a project. My father’s project. We were perfecting the psychology of total dependency. The broken arm was just the beginning. The infection... that was an accident. I just wanted her to be mine."

He looked at me, his eyes devoid of any sanity. "You’ve ruined the experiment, Doctor. Do you have any idea how much money and time went into erasing her identity?"

"You're not a scientist," I said, stepping toward him with the trauma shears still in my hand. "You’re a monster."

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