started by KVNO on Wednesday, March 2, 2016 at 12:40pm PST
modified on Tuesday, February 7, 2017 at 8:20am PST
Klaus Galzmeidt was in pain.By his feet were thick books of the medical sort, and in his hand was a scalpel, tacky with blood. He had left the window open, and the wind rustled the curtains and blew important documents on the floor.
"It's for science," he repeated, his shaky hands placing the dripping cutlet of his own flesh on the nearby medical tray.he heard a knock at the door.