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He leans in closer. The smell of antiseptic isn't enough to mask the scent of his own rising mania. In Paradise, everything looks perfect on the surface—white picket fences and manicured lawns. But Alan knows better. He knows that underneath every perfect surface, there is a nerve waiting to be exposed. He taps the explorer against a molar. Clink. Clink. "You've been neglecting your hygiene, haven't you?"

Outside, the birds are chirping, but inside Alan’s head, the opera is already starting to play. It begins softly—a distant soprano—as he looks at his first patient of the morning. To the townspeople, he is a miracle worker. To himself, he is an artist tasked with cleaning up the "rot" of the world. The Dentist 2

The opera in his head reaches a crescendo. The room begins to feel too white, too bright, and far too small. He isn't Dr. Caine anymore. He is the Dentist, and it’s time for a very, very deep cleaning. Feinstone? The Dentist 2 (1998) - IMDb He leans in closer