In Dr. Faustus's old hospital

Hannah asked herself this question as she awakened. When her eyes fully opened, she saw she was in what was a hospital where Dr. Faustus used to work.

Checking her surroundings, she saw it was a break room for the many staff who worked there. However, a bright flash of white light appeared before her again.

It brought her to an operating room, where a man with brown hair, clad in scrubs, was tending to his tools. Just then, he heard a colleague of his ask, "So, are you ready to proceed, Dr. Faustus?"

The man—Dr. Faustus—himself replied, "Yes, she had, after all, wanted some new breasts."

"Good. Let's begin."

With that, the operation began, and out of morbid curiosity, Hannah peered into what was going on. Her mouth gaped as she saw that Dr. Faustus was performing breast implant surgery on a female patient, hence the copious amounts of blood on his gloves and her body.

He then looked over at the implants, which weren't made of silicone but something deadly. Hell, these were the same implants that automatically ruptured from an unlucky patient while a plane was ready to take off.

Dr. Faustus smirked before taking the implants and telling the patient in a calm voice, "Once you've regained consciousness after the surgery, you might like what you'd be getting, miss."

Hannah felt her stomach churn, stepped back, and left the doctors alone. Before long, she returned to the break room.

Once back inside, she noticed that there were several foods on the table. It looked to be some sort of dining table for the staff, and upon further discovery, there also was a bowl of what looked like dead snails.

In fact, the 'dead snails' that Hannah assumed they were escargot. They also were quite fresh, too, and next to the bowl was a large spoon.