Champion	Inside the office, it is surprisingly like a regular clinic room. There seems to be a sink, a computer on the counter for the doctor, cabinets storing medical equipment, and a table with larges pads on it for people lay on it. Unlike a regular clinic though, are all the saws and other medieval torture instruments hanging from the wall, and the large flood lights pointing towards
	Champion	the table. Dr. Faust takes a seat on a stool next the to table, which he pats on, saying with a flawless American accent, “Sit, young mister Belac, so that we may begin.”
	Anto_Belac	shuffles his feet, trying to take as long as possible to get to the table. He eventually reaches it however and sits himself on its surface, clutching his package and his tooth to his body more firmly than ever before.
	Champion	Raising an eyebrow at Anto's attitude, Faust eyes the package in the boy's hand. "What is that, if I my ask?" he inquires politely.
	Anto_Belac	"M-my things." He rubs a thumb over the tooth's tip. "A-and this is my anchor."
	Champion	Dr. Faust comes closer, ignoring any personal space as he stakes his face right next to the tooth as he inspects it. "A momento?"
	Anto_Belac	pulls it back slightly. "My father told me that if I held onto it I'd never get lost at sea."
	Champion	Retracting from Anto, Dr. Faust's smile grows wider, more malicious. "You're not at see though, are you?"
	Anto_Belac	"Are you going to..." he drops his voice to a whisper too quiet to hear as his eyes fill with even more fear.
	Champion	Suddenly shooting upright, the doctor towers over Anto. Like snakes, his arms slither and slide onto Anto's shoulder, placing the boy firmly in his grasp. Unable to escape, the doctor bends over, slowly approaching Anto until their faces are but inches apart. "Anto," he starts.
	Champion	"Are you afraid of me?"
	Anto_Belac	lets his whispers become audible, "-- and once you're done having your way with me you'll slit my neck and chop up my body and feed it to the corals just like my father said would happen if I went ashore --"
	Anto_Belac	"Yes."
	Champion	The doctor pulls back slightly, eyebrow raised. Wagging his finger at the boy, he scolds, "Anto, Anto, Anto. Are you jewish? Are you an Angel? Or are you and enemy of herr Fuhrer? If not, you‘ll be fine."
	Anto_Belac	"What are you talking about?"
	Champion	"You have nothing to fear from me," Faust explains. Holding each arm with the other acorss his chest, he explains, "It would be a disservice to you, science, and myself to kill you. You may walk funny for a while, and I may do horrible things that may leave your horribly maimed or burned, but you have my promise not to kill you, understood?"
	Anto_Belac	He nods, eyes still wide.
	Anto_Belac	whispers, "So you're not going to have your way with me?"
	Champion	"Of course not. I'm a man of science. My only love is the search for knowledge.," he says with a downright deviant smile. "Now loose the clothes, and lie on your stomach while I get the probulator ready."
	Anto_Belac	"What."
	Champion	"You heard me. We're doing science. You think I'd just let you get in one of my babies without a thorough examination?" he accusses, hsi rbow furrowing.
	Anto_Belac	places the tooth back in its pocket and cautiously obliges the man's order.
	Champion	"Good," the man says, as he leaves to pick out a heavy piece of machinery from a cabinent.
	Champion	---Fade to black, imagine whatever appropriate horrors you wish from this. Go back to the main IC room, feeling wierd and somewhat dirty.----
	Champion	---Also, get the log for this----