The surgeon's eyes gleamed with a sinister intensity as he stared directly at the camera, his middle finger pressed against his lips in a gesture of silence. The dim light in the operating room flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows across his scarred face and blood-stained gloves. A scimitar in place of his scalpel

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