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<br>[[Image:Mortal.png|150px|left]][[Image:Mortal.png|150px|right]]<br><br><font color=white style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 5px 5px 8px black;">"You're suppose to trust your surgeon. After all, your life is in his hands, but what really happens when you're under, unconscious and unaware." | <br>[[Image:Mortal.png|150px|left]][[Image:Mortal.png|150px|right]]<br><br><font color=white style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 5px 5px 8px black;">"You're suppose to trust your surgeon. After all, your life is in his hands, but what really happens when you're under, unconscious and unaware." | ||
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| − | <br></font><font color=silver style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 5px 5px 8px | + | <br></font><font color=silver style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 5px 5px 8px black;"> Smart, classy, friendly. A bright star in medicine. A man with a healing hand, trusted and loved implicitly by his colleagues and patients.<br><br> But behind that cheerful grin. The dimpled cheeks and the witty words lies something dark and sinister.</font> |
Revision as of 15:23, 21 November 2015
"You're suppose to trust your surgeon. After all, your life is in his hands, but what really happens when you're under, unconscious and unaware."
Smart, classy, friendly. A bright star in medicine. A man with a healing hand, trusted and loved implicitly by his colleagues and patients.
But behind that cheerful grin. The dimpled cheeks and the witty words lies something dark and sinister.
