CHAPTER I
'It's time to go back to work.' Feran said to himself as he grabbed his coat and headed out the door. At the hospital he went to change into his regular scrubs and coat and then went to meet his team. They had 2 surgeries planned in the morning and in the afternoon they had to go to the intensive care unit.
The first surgery was just a routine appendectomy, but he had to be there as he was the only anesthesiologist available. This had twisted the plans he had for the morning. He was supposed to have a meeting with a patient regarding pain relief. This was all to be kept quiet as his ways of helping were as they would say unorthodox and would break the Hippocratic oath he had to take when he became a doctor.
After both surgeries were over, he had finally had the time to meet with the patient. They had discussed this before but never as far as this day. They had planned the time and scenario for what will happen. The patient was on a regular dose of morphine, which could be controlled by a pump but it had a block in so the patient couldn't overdose it. The only way to bypass it is to unlock it with a key which only doctors have. The scenario was, that the patient would be notified of this and the key will be left there ''by accident'. He will use it to unlock the pump and give the lethal dose of morphine and go into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Later in the afternoon when he was in the Intensive care unit, he stumbled upon a man, who he knew from the first time he saw him, would not survive till the morning. The man was in terrible pain from his cancer. Feran went to him and offered him his help in making his pain go away forever. The man, overjoyed with the news, that his pain will go away, begged him to help. But Feran knew, there weren't many drugs he could use and get away with it, and after some thought one came into his mind. Succinylcholine. He had read that it was described as a perfect poison, as it has a short duration and is virtually impossible to detect in the body, at least in the tests they would do in the hospital. He had access to the drug, as he uses it regularly during operations. He rushed down and grabbed the vial, syringe and needle. With this he went back upstairs and told the patient what was going to happen. He agreed with the plan. Because Feran did not want to seem suspicious, he waited until the night shift. While he was waiting, he was called for a consult with another anesthesiologist, Mark. He had been having problems with a patient, called Marrie. Marrie was a known drug addict and Mark did not know whether he should prescribe her narcotics or should he do something else. Feran was surprised that there was even a need to consult this as if someone is in pain it is our duty to help them no matter what. But apparently the hospital had other rules. Know drug addicts were not to be given narcotics unless it was absolutely necessary, which in this case was not, as the chronic pain can at this point be treated first with a nerve block. Mark was thankful for the consult and asked Feran if he could perform the block, as he had more experience. Feran at first did not want to accept due to his busy schedule, but after Mark being persistent for 5 minutes, he finally folded. He had scheduled her in for the block first thing in the morning.
It was finally time for the night shift, and Feran had the time to prepare the syringe and help the man out of his suffering. He had snuck into the room and injected the drug in the IV line of the patient, then quickly left. After a few minutes he heard the code alarm that the patient had gone into cardiac arrest and he knew he completed what he wanted to do. But this gave him a weird feeling inside, almost a feeling of joy for taking the life of that man. He shrugged it off and went to meet with the patient, he had been talking to earlier that day. As planned he left the key in his room and the patient was able to deliver himself a lethal dose of morphine and again the code alarm went off and Feran felt this strange joy inside. He thought it was because he had helped someone out of pain, but in reality, it triggered a psychotic need for " helping " people.
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RandomThe story follows a doctor named Feran as he goes by his day to day at the hospital. One day, while he was trying to help a patient, he had discovered a more sinister side of him, a side he did not knew existed in him. And this is where the story be...
