A legendary neurosurgeon. A failing mind. A crime he can't remember-but can't ignore.?Dr. Marcus Thorne was once the god of the operating room. Now, he is a prisoner in his own home, his brilliant mind eroding under the fog of early-onset dementia. His hands, once insured for millions, are now useless claws trembling with palsy.?But the fog is not empty.?When Marcus wakes up with river mud on his slippers and a bloody scalpel hidden in his floorboards, he assumes the worst: his disease has turned him into a monster.
His devoted son, Elias, confirms his fears, presenting a diary written in Marcus's own jagged handwriting that details a gruesome abduction.?Marcus is ready to accept his guilt. He is ready to surrender.?Until he reads the diary again.?Hidden in the surgical notes of the crime is a mistake-an anatomical error that no neurosurgeon, no matter how broken, would ever make.?In that moment, the fog lifts.
Marcus realizes he isn't losing his mind. He is being rewritten.?Trapped in a house designed to keep him confused, dosed with sedatives, and fighting a clock that is ticking down for a missing woman, Marcus has one night to prove his sanity. He has no allies. He has no phone.?But he still has his hands. And tonight, the Doctor is in.
A legendary neurosurgeon. A failing mind. A crime he can't remember-but can't ignore.?Dr. Marcus Thorne was once the god of the operating room. Now, he is a prisoner in his own home, his brilliant mind eroding under the fog of early-onset dementia. His hands, once insured for millions, are now useless claws trembling with palsy.?But the fog is not empty.?When Marcus wakes up with river mud on his slippers and a bloody scalpel hidden in his floorboards, he assumes the worst: his disease has turned him into a monster.
His devoted son, Elias, confirms his fears, presenting a diary written in Marcus's own jagged handwriting that details a gruesome abduction.?Marcus is ready to accept his guilt. He is ready to surrender.?Until he reads the diary again.?Hidden in the surgical notes of the crime is a mistake-an anatomical error that no neurosurgeon, no matter how broken, would ever make.?In that moment, the fog lifts.
Marcus realizes he isn't losing his mind. He is being rewritten.?Trapped in a house designed to keep him confused, dosed with sedatives, and fighting a clock that is ticking down for a missing woman, Marcus has one night to prove his sanity. He has no allies. He has no phone.?But he still has his hands. And tonight, the Doctor is in.