Peter was horrified as soon as he noticed the strange, tiny holes on his thumb.
He had no idea what had brought them about or how deadly or life-threatening they might have been.
In search of clarification,
he visited the doctor’s office that afternoon. The moment Peter showed the doctor his thumb when he arrived, the doctor’s expression changed to one of seriousness.
After a few tests, the doctor abruptly left the room and called the police. Peter’s mind raced in fear and perplexity as he began to understand what was happening.
Using all of his strength, he frantically banged at the closed door until he succeeded in bringing it down. Many doctors were standing before him when he left the room, their faces grim and unreadable.WATCH BELOW
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