The Other Face of Dr. Moreau
ACT I: THE INCIDENT The patient died at 3:17 a.m., which was unfortunate but not unexpected, Victor Moreau thought, as he stood over the body on Bed Seven of the neurology ward at St. Ignatius Private Hospital on the Upper East Side. The man had been terminal regardless: glioblastoma, aggressive, fast. The acupuncture had bought him maybe two weeks of clarity, of lucidity, of the ability to...
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