Gorerober: Ego Edition

Day Eight: Amputation

|| Warning: Mentions of blood and forced amputations of limbs. Proceed with caution. ||

Surgical tools were nearby and both doctors were wearing their lab coats along with scrubs underneath, surgical masks, and later gloves. Both were grinning widely, watching how their “patient” squirmed in an attempt to loosen the restraints on their wrists and ankles.

“Now, now. No need to struggle.” It was Schneeplestein speaking, already picking up a bone saw.

Dr. Iplier looked at the surgical tools before picking up a scalpel. See, the thing about this quick “surgery” was to remove a limb or two. Both doctors didn't plan on putting their “patient” under anaesthesia, not caring if they suffered or not.

This was going to be a fun activity for the both of them. It wasn't often that they were able to do something unethical.

And that's when they set to work, helping each other out. As they cut into the limb, which happened to be their right arm (from the hand to their elbow), they began to scream. It was such a terrible pain. Blood was not only staining the the metal table but it was dripping onto the floor and staining both doctors as well.

Both doctors were focused on removing the limb before it was completely detached. Looking into each other's eyes, they noticed the madness within each other.

Both were happy while the victim was breathing heavily, already feeling somewhat out of it.

And then they moved to the second and last limb that they were removing, which happened to be the leg, from the knee to the foot. They repeated the process while the victim screamed, the only thing they were able to do.

The two doctors finally amputated the other limb and that was them being done.

There was so much blood and even more continued to flow out the affected areas. They were so close to passing out from the mixture of pain and blood loss.

“Dr. Iplier, it seems we have amputated ‘ze incorrect limbs. I believe ‘ve must try again,” the German doctor informed, continuing to grin.

“It seems you're right, Dr. Schneeplestein.”

They made eye contact again, both of them knowing that they were smiling underneath the surgical masks.

And both their attentions returned to the poor victim, restarting their surgery to amputate more limbs.