Happy fifty third birthday, Doctor.
Starks\' loved ones--unless the good.
If he fails, Rumplestiltskin will destroy, one by one, fifty-two of Dr.
If Starks succeeds, he goes free.
The rules: in two weeks, Starks must guess his tormentor\'s identity.
Now he finds himself in the middle of a horrific game designed by a man who calls himself Rumplestiltskin.
Frederick Starks, a New York psychoanalyst, has just received a mysterious, threatening letter.
Dr.
Welcome to the first day of your death.
Happy fifty third birthday, Doctor