I find I don't like doctors

I met up with the torture porn bloke, he fucking creeped the hell out of me, I wish Fade wouldn't send me to do stuff like this.

Well, anyway, I met this guy at an abandoned warehouse somewhere in south London, he had a woman on the table screaming without a leg.

P: Are you Malice?
Ma: Yes.... who are you?
P: I'm Peter, I'm here on behalf of Fade.
* He turns around with a mischievous look on his face*
Ma: Fade? What does that feline bastard want?
P: He need your opinion on something, and he wanted me to bring you to him. What do you mean by feline?
Ma: *He chuckles* I'm sure you've heard about how cats have 9 lives, well, that's Fade for you... you do know about the Manic incident?
P: Only bits and pieces he's not exactly forth coming with his past, I don't even think he remembers most of it himself.
Ma: Ahhh, well why didn't the bastard come here himself, afraid I'll try to cut something off him again?
P: Maybe, I believe it's more a test of resolve on my part, I'm his..... Apprentice I guess.
Ma: Yes he always liked to take in strays. Test your resolve you say..... ahh that's what he wants me to do.
P: *A bit fearful* Do what?
Ma: A little test, please come over to this table and lie down.
P: What is this?
Ma: the test.

*He straps me down and injects me with something*

Ma: It's a hallucinogenic that's been developed by my people, if you have resolve enough to battle through it than I guess I'll follow you back to Fade. If you don't I'll use the footage for other means and Fade will have to come after me himself.
P: Wh....

* I passed out, I'm not exactly sure what happened there's only shattered pieces, but there was a voice inside my head, 'Hey little white sheep oh so pure, the darkness in your heart lays well assured. I woke up covered in sweat and my shirt front open, Malice was standing over me with a camera and a scalpel*

Ma: Damn....... well I'm a man of my word, take me to your leader.