The people took him into a surgery room and placed him on the bed. One of the persons resulted to be a doctor. Quick. Ten miligrams of adrenaline. Two pints of blood. We need to stop the bleeding, he is starting to suffer from anemia. Bring me my scalpel. I will aslo improve his telekinetic abilities. He said as he injected him with adrenaline and connected the blood to his system. He then opened his head and began to work in his brain. It was a matter of minutes, before it was closed again and the doctor washed his hands. Pyrokinesis, Hydrokinesis, Telekinesis. All is possible in this life. The doctor laughed and he left the room, leaving the place heavily guarded outside, but in the inside, just a resting Heinrich Barrett. The pain. Hurts...so....much
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