The Scalpel Pointed Back
After my sister's appendectomy left her without both kidneys, I took a scalpel and held an entire hospital hostage.
I locked twelve doctors and three patients in the morgue, announcing to the world they'd all been infected with HIV.
With only three hours until the treatment window closed, the doctors, trembling and begging, swore that they knew nothing.
I started a live stream, flashing a blood-stained scalpel. "You have three hours to find my sister's kidneys."
I didn't care if they were already inside someone else.