“It’s all over now, asshole… it’s all over…,” Underbrink gloated as he tried to reach his feet. Unfortunately, his body had not yet the capability to comply with the desire to stand. The best he could manage was to roll over onto his stomach after a few failed tries. Footfalls and raised voices dominated his consciousness as Underbrink clawed his way back into his car.

“Where are they? Where are they??” Underbrink questioned as the box of brains that sat in the passenger’s seat was gone. Before he could search more, he was grabbed from behind by several hands, his arms forced behind his back. As the law enforcement present read him his rights, his mind raced, thoughts of the missing brains and the former surgeon in the t...

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