Our much respected teacher...

Leornado Da Vinci Hall.
Inside you find Dhalsim. You find some unnamed ones. You find those who are so severly "injured" they lack skin,muscles, some even lack voiceboxes.

It is the most gruesome, Most horrifying, most spine-chilling experience. The smell of flesh soaked in a mixture that was meant to prevent rigour mortis sets in. It is the smell of DEATH.

The Dissection Hall Annexe.

On the 22nd of September of the year 2008, i removed the skin and the superficial fascia of a man, as he lay dead on a steel table. It was gruesome, it was enthralling, it was bone chilling.

Anatomy Dissection. The way a medical student learns. After seeing the process of learning, I now understand why not many doctors would donate their bodies to medical science.

Day 1.
As I walk up the steps to the hall, The stench of formalin hits me in the face. Braving the smell and the eye-watering sensation, I walk into the hall, put my bag in the rack and don the clean, white crisp lab coat. And then i walk to table no 6. Some people are already seated in front of the thn empty steel table that we all know will soon be filled by our very own CADAVER. The atmosphere is tense. Each one determind not to show how terrified they are inside....

Then they come. They wear sadistic grins on their faces. The walk towards us. GRIN and pull the metal tables away. We look at each other. The attendants of the dead look at each other and smile knowingly. They have no doubt already taken bets on who will faint in this first class.

You can feel the emotions running through the air. My own stomach churns.

AND then the moment of truth. The doors open. The smell of formalin hits us in the face. They COME. There is only the sound on wheels against the tiled floor. And once all are in place,the silence itself is deafening.

People tentatively touch the cold surface of the metal tables. No one ventures as far as to touch the man lying dead, naked in front of us. We look everywhere except at him.
And then we look. Half of the skin on his body has been removed. his eyes are glazed over with musky fluid. His stomach indented. The muscles on his arm dangle freely in the air. This is Dhalsim. And HE is our much respected teacher.




* pics to come as soon as i get internet access in my room*