A lady named Gwen.

"Hello? Oh my, how are you, Gwen?" the doctor asks.

The person on the other line tells her condition and then asks the doctor a more pressing question.

"Is she here?" the doctor asks himself and turns around to look at you now sitting up on the stretcher, covering your private parts with the paper-like blanket. "Yes she is here, and she's doing fine. Excuse me? Tomorrow? .....ehh...I don't think that we can do tomorr--"

The woman on the other line interrupts and somehow convinces the doctor to consider her offer.

"I don't know if we can do that at this moment. There are still some test that we--"

The woman interrupts again, now raising her voice like someone in anger.

"Okay, okay, okay. I think we can squeeze it into our schedule."

The woman discontinues the conversation with a simple close and hangs up.

Now distraught with a complicated predicament on his hands, he calls the assistance of the nurse, who quickly comes to his aid. He whispers in her ear and without question she obeys his command. All you can do is watch as the nurse goes into a unseen room.

Before you see what happens something happens to you.