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He stood over a naked corpse that was lying on a slab. The poor dead man had no tattoos and judging by his complexion was no Indian. He was probably some unidentified Confederate soldier or something.

Chuck pondered this for a moment. The man was once alive, and had probably seen his fair share of violence in life. Now, he was dead and his corpse was being used to educate doctors, practitioners of a field that was still in its infancy.

It was quite morbid and exciting at the same time.

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