Another dosage of medicine is injected into you, causing you to feel a sense of confusion and blurring of your vision. You think about how you have nowhere else to go after being sold by your parents and locked in the facility with no connection to the outside world. Feeling the weight of your situation, you exit your room and walk down the corridor towards the lab where the scientists will administer the next dosage of medicine to you.
As they inject the medication into your body, you start to feel groggy and dizzy. Suddenly, you notice that your hands are covered in blood, but it's not your own. You startle when you see a group of scientists pointing their guns at you, and before you know it, a tranquilizer hits you, causing you to lose consciousness.
Upon waking, you overhear the scientists discussing what to do with you. It seems they want to dispose of you, but one scientist steps forward, volunteering to care for you. They walk towards your bed, but you're unable to move due to the restraints. He looks at a chart and occasionally glances at you, muttering to himself, "How pitiful. When you failed, you were to be discarded. But for now, keep the straps. Its too dangerous."
He added after he looked at the chart,
"You're pretty unstable...hm...how are you even feeling?"
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