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Act V: Spilt Blood Agonizing shrieks were muffled out behind the surgery room door. It was torment for the pacifist, Dr. Morrow, to inflict such anguish. But if the doctor didn't, the neighbor would do horrendous things to him, like he did to his family. He walked out to the front desk, only two more patients. One had a cast on his leg, the other was a gruff man smoking a cigar. The doctor would say something, but he may be with "him" so he allowed it. It was time for the man's appointment so he took him to the back room and had him lie down. He needed to finish this quick and quiet. He began to reach for the lethal injection. He walked tow