After I left the office, Maritus was waiting for me outside. "Follow me. Dr. Miller told me to lead you to the operating theatre." I nodded. She started walking, and I followed. It was a short walk, and we got there without any problems. The operating theatre was well lit, tools were prepared, and on an operating table was a patient. I checked the clipboard I was given. Their name was... Melody, huh? Didn't matter. I was gonna do this like Matt did. His work was commendable. If he wasn't mentally insane, he would be a good surgeon. Come to think of it, I think I saw a license in there...

"Hello! How are you today? What seems to be the problem?" I talked to the patient. She just looked at me, terrified. I didn't react to it. "Well I don't think that's the case. Something is wrong, and it's ALL YOUR FAULT." Why did I just speak like that...? Why did I just threaten her... I took a scalpel from nearby and something else. "Now, let's administer the novocaine!" Why am I being cheery now? I stabbed it into her mouth. Looks like that's what I'll be operating on now... From there, I forced her mouth open and kept it from closing with a headpiece. And then... I started pulling out her teeth. Every single one. Each one, I grabbed them with a pair of pincers and pulled them out. I didn't stop and kept going. I pulled them all out. I could see her crying and trying to scream, but it was all pointless. I know what's best for her...  I've done exactly what's best for her... Soon, all of her teeth were gone. But I didn't finish. I put my hand on her lower jaw... and pulled it off with brute force. She was able to scream, and her tears kept flowing down. I didn't care. I did my work. Eventually, she stopped crying, and the heart monitor's beeping fell into a flatline. She was dead. I killed her. I really am one of them now.

All the teeth I pull are mine to keep...