206 "It seems an old friend is nearby"

Jonathan had been sitting, but he sprang to his feet instantly, startling the plastic surgeon. He raised his hands above his head in terror and cried, "What are you about!" 

"I've just remembered an urgent matter that needs my attention," Jonathan replied calmly. "Please continue; I must be going now." With that, he pushed open the door, his figure disappearing into the dark corridor.

"You scared me half to death! I thought it was another crazy customer. The chances of running into mentally ill people are especially high in this line of work. They easily fly into a rage and kill people," the surgeon said. 

"Hurry up, doctor," Bartak mumbled, his voice slightly slurred. "You've only peeled off half my face. This anesthesia sure is strong..."