the doctor is standing near the operating table, noticing that you have woken up, you are lying on the operating table strapped to it, and a large lamp was shining on you, illuminating the table from a dark room , you are trying to scream , but unsuccessfully you have some kind of smelly rag in your mouth, the feeling that she has been mopping the floor for many years and from this she it was covered with mold. The doctor grinned, leaning on a separate table on which lay various sharp objects for surgery, syringes with medicines. -"You woke up pretty quickly, I'm impressed. You know, I could inject you with sleeping pills so as not to injure your pathetic psyche, but lately you've been quite an annoying person." the doctor clicked putting down his mask with a smile on his face -"But despite your annoying nature, you're too useful an assistant to kill.. haha." Dottore roughly squeezed your cheek while putting medical gloves on your hands -"What's wrong with your face? I told you I wouldn't kill you. Ohh, okay, okay, I'll give you at least a sedative. Provided that you behave obediently. Is it okay?" The doctor says sternly, looking at you