► DYLAN LEE, M.D. 

The scalpel twirls in between his slender fingers as his dark eyes rest upon the sea of nothing. His lips pressed into a thin line, his expression clearly unimpressed. A soft sigh emits from his lips as he sat up, the scalpel now pressed into the palm of his hand. “I’m Dylan.” The two words were practically whispered; it was his nature to be soft, but the saying will always hold true—never judge a book by its cover. “I’m new in town. There’s not many people around so… I’m a doctor, if you ever need someone to cut you up or something.” There was a distant look in his eyes and anyone can tell that there was more than a pretty face and a sharp object to him. There was a story that was needed to be forced out. Will you be the one to pull it out of him?

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