**Chapter 10: The Unsettling Collection**

"There's one more," a police officer said, his voice laced with a mix of caution and apprehension, as he cleared his throat to grab everyone's attention. The room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with anticipation and dread. The officer inserted another VHS tape into the player, and the TV flickered back to life. The grainy image on the screen showed Victoria, still wearing the same low-cut top, lying on a surgical stretcher. Her body was unconscious, and the camera zoomed in on her neck, chest, and exposed breast. The image was so graphic that Victoria felt a wave of nausea wash over her. The doctor, dressed in a white coat, stood over her, his hands gloved and his eyes fixed on her body. He picked up a scalpel and began to make a meticulous incision, cutting vertically from her chin down to the lining of Victoria's cleavage, where her neckline ended. The sound of the scalpel slicing through skin was almost deafening, and Victoria's eyes widened in horror. "How in the world are they doing this?" Victoria asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as she stared at the screen in shock. The detective and James turned to her, their faces somber and concerned. The police officers in the room seemed equally disturbed, their faces pale and their eyes averted from the screen. One of them looked like he was about to be sick. The video continued to play, showing the doctor's hands moving with precision as he made the incision. The image was so vivid, so realistic, that Victoria felt like she was reliving the nightmare all over again. James's face was set in a grim expression. "We need to find out who's making these tapes," he said, his voice firm and determined. "And we need to do it now." The detective nodded in agreement. "We need to find out how they're getting access to Lady Victoria's medical records and her hospital room. This is getting out of hand." The video ended abruptly, and the TV screen went black. The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the hospital equipment. The police officer who had played the tape looked like he was shaken. "I'm sorry, Lady Victoria," he said, his voice soft. "I know this must be difficult for you." Victoria nodded, her eyes still fixed on the screen. She was trying to process what she had just seen, and how someone could be doing this to her. The thought sent a chill down her spine. "We need to get to the bottom of this," James said, his voice firm. "We'll do everything we can to find out who's behind these tapes and put a stop to it."