11:13pm

the operating floor was a large room with several hospital beds and medical equipment left and right. it was where the doctors spent the night hours, conducting experiments on their patients until the clock would strike eleven thirty at night. that was when they would quickly put all the equipment away and lock up the rooms which contained anything that a stray patient could use as a weapon. 

on a normal day, they would have been nearly done with their experiment by that time. it was nearing their deadline hour, but they had run behind schedule when dr. morely never showed up. they had decided to start without him in the end, but they hoped that they would still make it out of the hospital before midnight. for at midnight, a special mechanism was triggered, that would seal all windows and doors with metal shutters. this would prevent anyone from breaking in, or anyone from breaking out. the mechanism had been programmed or eight in the morning, when the early shift started.

in the middle of the room was a hospital bed with a patient strapped to it and gagged to muffle their screaming. around him were the doctors and nurses, ready to begin their procedure, and above their heads were dozens of bright white lights to help them see better.

they were about to perform an open heart surgery, on a person who required no medical assistance for their heart. but it was their way of learning what the human heart held within. they needed someone living, someone breathing, to know exactly how the heart worked. the patient tried to scream for help against the gag in his mouth, but it was no use.

one of the doctors grabbed a sterile scalpel from a tray nearby and pressed it to the patient's chest, digging it into his skin easily, and gliding it down to make an incision. a line of crimson blood pooled out of the parted skin where he would be opened up. the patient cried out in pain, trying to thrash away from the cool blade against his skin. tears ran down his face at the immense pain he was feeling.

another doctor placed a cold metal device on the person's chest that had a crank and would allow them to pry the skin apart, letting them gain access to the heart which was inside the rib cage. 

just as his hand gripped the crank and it began to turn, the patients barged into the operating room.

the scene around them quickly unfolded into one of chaos. 

every patient who had been in on the plan rushed for any one in a nurse's or doctor's uniform, a blood lust in each and every one of their eyes. harry's own green eyes had darkened with a thirst for revenge, not only for the terrible things they had done to him, but for the way they had tortured mary as well.

left and right he saw doctors being stabbed with any blunt object they could find. somewhere in the back of the room, a nurse was being drowned in a washtub. the person on the operating bed in front of them cried for help, but everyone was too immersed in their quest for revenge to even acknowledge him. 

through the chaos of it all, harry grabbed a scalpel off the floor. it was tainted with blood which he presumed belonged to the patient. there was a doctor not too far off from him and he didn't hesitate to lodge the blade into his eye socket until only the handle was sticking out. the doctor cried out in pain and brought his hands to his face, but harry still wouldn't ease his grip on the scalpel. instead, he twisted it several times until the doctor fell to the floor unconscious. 

many of the still surviving ones ran for the exit, but found that they were outnumbered and trapped on the operating floor. 

harry walked over to the first doctor he had murdered, a foot on his chest while his hand gripped the metal handle of the blade he had used to murder him. using his foot to hold him down, he pulled the scalpel out of his eye socket, the eyeball coming out with it, along with a rather large trickle of blood that stained harry's feet. 

he felt no remorse at all.

he was doing all of it for mary, and as far as he knew, they all deserved to die.

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just a little update for you all because i'm feeling rather inspired.

thank you all so much for reading, and i hope you all like the new chapter. i know its a little gruesome, i even got a bit queasy writing it. but i mean, its part of the story. its supposed to be bloody.

i hope you all have a wonderful weekend!

-clary xx