Silence “Alright, lets get this show on the road,” the scientist, Marty Jacobs, announced as he put the paper mask onto his face; careful to slip the ends around the glasses on his ears. “Anesthesia was effective,” remarked one of the nurses to the left of the complex operating chair. “How’s his heart rate?” Marty asked as he looked over the man sitting in it. “It’s normal—all clear to proceed,” the third nurse in the room commented as she turned from the heart monitor to face the scientist. “Heart rate is increasing,” The first nurse said nervously as they all glared intently at the machines.