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The doctor waits. Waits for you. But what does he wait for you to do? Die. He waits for your death, he waits to heal you of the sickness you call life. When the last of your pitiful breath leaves your lungs, he will lear over your decaying corpse. Satisfied.
The doctor has healed you. You have been healed. The doctor has destroyed you. You live no more.
