You wake up on the surgical table, chained to it with leather straps. A bright lamp shone on top of you, which can be seen during the opirations. You were in the laboratory, knives and saws hung on the walls, flasks of various liquids were on the tables. There were no windows in the room.

Suddenly, an iron door opens and a man in a bathrobe walks in. Dottore.

"You're awake. We can start the opiriation."