Whitechapel Letter to MGC

Treatment Log for: Homo chimaera-eurasia (Manticore) [Note: classification name is subject to change]
Theater of Operation: MGC Medical Center, OR 403
For Encrypted Digital Distribution

Pre-Op Summary:
Manticore aged in the early 30s, randomly selected for operation. Was rushed into emergency for Acute Alcohol Poisoning, and team was able to intercept the patient. No form of identification was recovered on her person.

Overview:
Patient will be the first to have logs distributed for instructional purposes, being the first manticore we will operate on. Our goal is to dock the tail at the base, as selected by peers, for experimentation. Due to the appendage's function as a sex organ, venom-producing gland and a spine-bearing natural weapon, it is unknown how amputation will affect the patient.

Please note that important events over the course of the procedure will have their time listed.

At 6:40pm PST, the following personnel have begun operations in the listed roles:
Head Surgeon - Jack Whitechapel, M.D. [Assumed Pseudonym]
Anesthesiologist - Sarah N. Farben, D.O. [Assumed Pseudonym]
Head Nurse - [NAME REDACTED]
Nurse (Archivist) - [Myself, NAME REDACTED]

Commentary from hereon will be archived.
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Whitechapel: [entering OR while adjusting his mask] Good evening,. I've reviewed the results of the poll. It looks like we're performing a tail docking tonight. As this is the first documented amputation of a manticore tail, I trust you will take the utmost caution with our patient.

Head Nurse: [chuckles to himself] I can't believe you managed to get us in here.

Farben: Fabrication was one of my specialties before this line of work, "Nurse".

WC: With that being said, the actual nurses have taken care of our patient's pre-operation check, so we may proceed. Doctor Farben, if you will increase the intake of isoflurane.

F: Of course, Doctor Whitechapel. [she then proceeds to adjust the valve controls]

[elapse 3-4 minutes of monitoring the patient for consciousness]

WC: Our kitten here is sound asleep. Now [Head Nurse], if you will assist me in disrobing her so we may begin marking? Do mind the spines.

[He does so, cautiously]

[Patient's genital region is exposed]

HN: I never got manticores, doctor. Why have vaginas if they use their tail-organ almost exclusively for intercourse?

WC: That is outside our field of study, nurse.

F: Doctor, you should look at this. [she points to the manticore's tail, which is swaying freely]

[It is seen to be oozing a glistening lavender excretion]

WC: Verify if it is responsive to the anesthesia by lancing it briefly. Again, be cautious with the spines.

[The Nurse abides, drawing a scalpel from the instrument counter]

[as he slightly pricks the tail, one of the spines ejects and latches itself to the ceiling]

HN: Jesus fuck!

F: I could attempt to increase the depth of anesthesia to attempt to incapacitate the tail, doctor.

WC: [thinking for a moment] Maintain current depth, but restrain the tail. We will proceed to mark amputation site.

[elapse 8 minutes of marking the manticore's back]

WC: Marking has been completed. Now this is where the tricky part begins. Set recording to focus on the tail for the remainder of the operation, I'm going to need another set of hands, nurse.
HN: Yes, sir.

WC: I will need you to begin making incisions from here to here with a number eighteen [he points from the bottom along the small of the back, up to the top of the base]. Meanwhile, I will remove the tailbone at its base, and will require you to hold the opening as I smooth the L5 vertebrae post-amputation. Doctor Farben, I will need you to be on stand-by to stop the bleeding.

[in unison, they reply "Yes Doctor"]

7:24pm PST, HN began to apply topical anesthetic to incision sites. As procedure continued, tail was observed to react violently against our efforts and ejected numerous spines at the team. Manticore Antivenin was administered and operation was stalled to ensure the capacity of the medical team.

7:49pm PST, operation resumed after surgically removing patient's spines.

F: Doctor Whitechapel, I would like to collect the spines in order to synthesize more antivenin.

WC: Of course, but first apply a tourniquet to this area [he points to a dotted ring labeled 'Non-Incision'], and then begin draining the rest of the tail of blood to reduce blood loss in our patient.

[elapse 14 minutes, tail is now pale in color and has decreased in size]

F: There is no pulse in the tail, doctor. We may begin the amputation.

WC: Very well, Doctor Farben. This will minimize blood loss as we begin making incisions.

HN: Why does it matter, doctor?

WC: [he stares at the head nurse] Why does what matter?

HN: What does it matter if some manticore bleeds out? We were paladins before, weren't we?

WC: What the Paladins were, was sloppy. A narrow-minded view of our abhuman neighbors, one which led to their own demise. For them the solution was to burn at the stake. As a man of medicine, that was something I could not condone.

HN: So what's the difference then, "doctor"?

WC: [he begins to make an incision along the base of the withered tail] What you see before you, of course. A manticore who was admitted for acute alcohol poisoning, will awake tomorrow with her tail gone.

F: If I may, doctor. This is hardly the same as our previous MO, are you not concerned that the patient would sue for malpractice?

WC: Doctor Farben, please. The same facility that lacks security cameras because it wishes to not record incriminating evidence of the sexual malpractice evident in its halls? The same facility that prescribes intercourse for most male conditions? This residency survives because the legal backing behind this hospital is second to none.

A: What's the purpose of docking her tail to begin with, doc?

WC: You'll see.

[elapse 20 minutes, tail has been mostly severed, save an exposed vertebrae keeping it connected]

HN: Final incision to ventral tail base has been made.

WC: [taking a chisel-like instrument and a mallet] Very well, then the final phase is underway. I ask you remain in the event of an emergency.

[the doctor begins tapping into the tailbone, severing it within 8 strikes]

[the tail struggles against the strikes, continuing to wiggle frantically even after amputation from the spine]

F: Doctor, look at this [displays increased heart-rate on the monitor, and pointing to patient's eyes]

[the patient's eyes display signs of activity under the eyelids, and have begun to cry]

WC: Lacrimation and an elevated heart-rate, interesting. What is the current volume of isoflurane?

F: Of the 250mL, approximately 23 remaining. She may be regaining consciousness as it depletes.

[the doctor thinks for a few moments]

WC: Decrease supply to half of current depth, begin administering oxygen.

F: Doctor, that would-

WC: Bring her out of anesthesia, yes I am aware.

HN: What's the idea, doctor?

WC: It never hurts to talk with a patient.

HN: [smiling under his face mask] You sick son of a bitch.

[elapse 3 minutes, patient's heart-rate has begun to climb and eyes beginning to open]

WC: Can you hear me?

[the manticore nods drowsily, still connected to IV and oxygen mask]

WC: How are you feeling?

Patient: Cold. Tail, hurts. Numb now.

WC: It's normal, you just came out of operation.

Patient: Operation? Just. Drank.

WC: You got alcohol poisoning, sweetie.

[Patient's heart-rate increases]

Patient: No. Cannot. Miss work.

WC: You'll feel much better in the morning. It's time to go back.

[Doctor Farben begins to deliver the last of the isoflurane]

Patient: Okay.

[elapse 5 minutes, patient has returned to deep anesthesia]

8:39pm PST, operation resumed with the team beginning to seal the patient's wound.

A: Doctor Whitechapel, do remember our "shifts" end soon. What do you wish to do for the alcohol poisoning?

WC: She has already gotten an IV, it won't be hard to transmit vitamins and hydration to dilute the alcohol. If she required dialysis, we might have had a problem to operate before our shifts ended.

HN: Before we wrap up, who's going to stay behind?

A: Me, of course. It's what I signed up for.

WC: Indeed so. I trust you know the gist of your job?

A: Yeah.

F: Given the "publicity" our good doctor provided before operation, needless to say after this we will need to keep a low profile.

WC: That's a given. Regardless, I believe it is time to close up our little kitten. Pass me the medical glue, nurse.

HN: [stares in disbelief] You're fucking kidding, right?

WC: What, you've never used liquid stitching as a form of sealing before?

HN: Isn't that, I don't know, INSANE?

WC: A sterile adhesive which can keep skin held together is far from insane, nurse. It's been used to seal wounds for at least a few years now. Just last year I used it to seal up a cheshire following an appendectomy.

HN: Whatever.

[Elapse 5 minutes, the doctor applies the adhesive to the wound site, after tying the endings shut. After dressing the wounds, the patient is placed on back with new IVs the amputated tail at the foot of her bed]

8:51pm PST, Tail docking was completed nine minutes before a change in shift. Doctor Farben fabricated a treatment log for acute alcohol poisoning to supplement the Chief Resident's review. The staff has departed under the guise of lab techs taking biohazardous material to the incinerator, leaving myself and Doctor Whitechapel alone.

Whitechapel: You have done well, friend. Were you a paladin, as well? It is not easy to have a stomach for this type of work.

Me: None of the sort. I just deciphered your posting the other night and found the room.

Whitechapel: [laughing] I suppose it was a daft choice on my part. Tell me, what do you intend to do after this becomes public?

Me: I don't think I can keep this up, I mean, they might do bad things to us, but the monster girls are human too, if not on the inside, right?

Whitechapel: I ask myself that more than you'd think. They are sickened creatures, in need of a doctor's care. I'll tell you what, friend. When you find your way out from the hospital, be sure to go into the gas station just down the road from here. I'll leave you something to put online inside the paper-towel dispenser.

Me: Sure.

Whitechapel: Also, Doctor Farben was sure to leave you several manticore spines to... administer, just so you would have an alibi for being here. We best be off before the staff notices us.

Me: Of course.

[We proceed to part ways from outside the OR]
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Post-Op:
Volunteering as archivist, I opted to stay behind inside the hospital in order to record the series of events which followed our operation on the manticore patient. It was easy for me to be admitted for exposure to manticore spines, and find myself in a medical suite with eager nurses to "remedy" the condition. In relation to what happened post-operation, this is my report:

9:04pm PST - Staff in Operating Room 403 hail emergency responders, unknown reason to most. My guess would be the amputated tail.

9:12pm PST - Security is alerted throughout the facility, doctors advising patients to remain in their rooms. Nurses remain on stand-by outside each doorway, the unease in their face telling they had a bad feeling about this.

9:15pm PST - Security locks down the hospital. I looked outside to see flashing lights approaching the entrance. By now I imagine our procedure has been noticed and reported to the Police Department.

9:33pm PST - Armed officers knock on the door, demanding a look at medical charts across the facility as to find a perpetrator.  Nurse displays my own chart, logging at least eight instances of "release therapy". I am cleared of suspicion. The nurse comes back for the ninth.

10:50pm PST - Police cars leave the entrance, but officers remain.

11:02pm PST - The local news comes on air to report a breach at the hospital, details developing.

11:08pm PST - Patient from the operation is being rushed into emergency, "crash cart" being hailed over the intercom.

11:21pm PST - The news has arrived outside, reports of a breach at the Monstergirl City Medical Center becoming a media frenzy.

11:47pm PST - Local news interviews doctors in the facility, them confirming they had no personnel by the provided names on their residency.

11:54pm PST - Chief Resident is interviewed by reporters, confirming "her signature was forged by an unknown person in an extremely heinous crime of medicine"

November 15, 2014 | 12:08am PST - Rooms are placed in lockdown for the night. I am repeatedly masturbated by the nurse until I fall asleep.

7:09am PST - Lockdown is lifted for the facility.

7:31am PST - News of the hospital breach has gone state-level, as domestic terror is suspected of taking part.

8:08am PST - I am cleared for release by my doctor, who provided a thorough examination.

8:34am PST - I leave the hospital, being questioned by police in relation to any suspicious persons.

8:43am PST - I walk to the 6-9 Convenience Store to use the bathroom, searching for Doctor Whitechapel's "addition" to the logs.

8:48am PST: I find the addition as he mentioned, inside the paper towel dispenser of the men's bathroom. On it is the image of a shield with a snake coiled around a scalpel. I flipped it around to see the following letter.
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Dear Residents of MGC,

	By the time you see this letter, our work will have been broadcast as a "breach of security within the Monstergirl City Medical Center", to which I will clarify. At 6:40pm on November 14th, associates and myself were able to bypass security and make our way into the operating room of an unidentified manticore. Within the hours of 7 and 9pm we were able to successfully amputate her tail without fatality, to unknown side effects. For those who question why such an act would be committed, I offer this thought:

	What is the most commonly used substance in forced masturbation of men? One only need look at the spines of a manticore for their answer. A venom potent enough to be considered the cure for erectile dysfunction, if only used in the right hands. The orifice itself is one of malice, relentlessly siphoning semen even long after a man has grown fatigued from intercourse. As a man of medicine, I cannot allow a misuse of this sort.

	As to answer "who is responsible", is something I've answered several times and may for several more. We are Doctors, but one need not search the hospital to find us in work. Some of us were once Paladins, who refused to reintegrate after our order's collapse. It is here, though, that our loyalties differ. For the Paladin who would burn succubi at the stake, it is a Doctor who will do his part to provide the cure.

	Our 'cure' is something we refer to often, which I will elaborate for our patients who may be curious: humanity was once prosperous, before the monstergirls came. A biological wonder, but one with then-unknown consequences. Without men of their kind to breed with, it fell upon ours to fill the niche. It is here the problem began. For corruption, much like the Paladins taught, is the warping of human into their own image. Men into incubi brimming with lust, women being assimilated into their form.

	It is, and may forever shall, be the Oath of a Doctor to right this corruption, a disease in its own right. A cure for monstergirls, if one could call it, is not a vaccination or pill that we would ever discover. But rather, a procedure not unlike castration, to tip the scales (so to speak). To amputate that which makes monstergirls "monster", as we have demonstrated yesterday. For those in disgust, know that that is your right, but know that the best medicine is often bitter.

	Nil nocere homini, aufer morbi. Salvi homine, corrige impurum. Ave Medicum.

							Trust in me, the Doctor,
							-Jack Whitechapel, M.D.