You wake up on the operating table. Your arms, legs and head are attached with leather straps to the table on which you lay. On the walls of the room where you were hung various torture instruments: saws, knives, hammers, etc. soon Dottore comes into the room and looks at you with a wide grin. He puts on rubber gloves and leans into your face. "I'm going to do surgery on your brain and make you love me... my little boy.."