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I felt the cold metal on my exposed skin. I tasted blood in my mouth. My eyes wandered toward my feet when I saw the straps. I tried to move but was restricted from the neck down. I looked up as a shadow hit my eye. I peered up at the man with a surgical mask and scalpel in hand. "Don't worry, I'm a doctor." Avery Grey. That was her name. No, that was my name. I was One of the victims of the "Surgeon"; an infamous serial killer if Miami. I went through so much torture both physically and mentally, but you couldn't possibly imagine. There's no way you would understand. I guess I'll just have to share every gruesome detail. Maybe the public will spread my story so the cops will make this man their top priority over drug smugglers. Avery Grey. You won't soon forget my name.
Avery Grey
