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The doctors are impressed. I’m recovering quite nicely. Don’t you go getting
any ideas about stealing my eyeballs, or my fingernails. I’m not doing well
because of any supernatural magic. I have a great medical team at a great
facility, the support of my friends and fans, and the luck of great health
prior to this. So yeah, I guess there was something supernatural about
it. I was healed from the prion disease weeks ago, but also of everything
else, including any aches, and phantom pains that people at my age experience
all the time. So I went into that illegal, unethical, and immoral
organ-stealing surgery in tip-top shape, which gave me an edge. Plus, they
found me rather quickly, all things considered. Had it taken them only a few
more hours to locate the site of the crime, I might be telling you a different
story today. Or I might not be able to tell you any story at all, because I
also could have died. But they found me, and treated me accordingly. I’m so
grateful for that; I’m not sure if I can ever say that enough. This is all
just to explain that I’m going to be okay, but that won’t work a second time.
If anyone tries to do anything like that to me again, I will die. And
for anyone who isn’t bothered by that, and is interested in trying anyway, you
will be punished for it. We’re boosting our security team, as you can
imagine. Law enforcement is rounding up all of the people who were involved in
taking me, or my organs. No one has won. No one has gained anything. When my
original organs are located, if they don’t need to be preserved as evidence,
they will be destroyed as biowaste. I don’t know what that means if they’ve
already been transplanted to someone else, but I don’t think they’ll be happy
with the outcome. On that negative note, I’m very tired now, so I’m gonna go
back to bed. Night!
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