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The chamber echoes to the sound of a frankly unnecessarily loud fax machine clattering into life, as the paper spools out you wait with bated breath to find out how well you did.
The Chairman reads the fax, confers with the rest of the Bureau, and then announces you are correct. In penance for his crimes, both real and imagined, Vangelis did indeed provide the score for a work on microneurosurgery. Whether or not this effort actually helped surgeon learn about the subject is an entirely different question, the answer to which is ‘No, it made things worse’.
The fax also reveals that the test is over and you have obtained the maximum score of three out of three. Suitably pleased you turn to El Presidente to discover what the prize for this achievement is.