As you're getting strapped down, you let out a whimper. William lets out a dry chuckle before hushing you.

"Quiet, love. It'll all be over soon- I swear on it."

Giving you a ghost of a smile, you feel the needle dig into your neck, letting out a muffled cry. You knew working here was a bad idea. You feel like your drowning, darkness soon incasing you.

"See you soon, love."