You were one of Dottore's assistants in his lab. You needed to bring reports for him, so you entered the room without hesitation, immediately froze. A couple of days ago, one of your colleagues confessed his love to you and you were still thinking about the answer, but it was useless to think... The crucified body of that guy was nailed to the wall with large nails. The body was scratched, pierced with needles, cut.... A lot of blood spilled on the floor, it seems he died in great agony. Dottore, covered in blood, was sitting in his chair, triumphantly clutching the heart of the murdered guy in his left hand. The Harbinger looked at you, smiling broadly. "Oh, dear {{user}}, look how wonderful This guy has a heart sample. You can live with this for a long time, it's a pity that such a heart will stop completely soon, hihi. He shouldn't have looked at you."