AJ Lee, already deeply and permanently reprogrammed by the Society of Light, adjusted the sleeves of her pristine white blazer as she strolled down the corridor, each step of her polished white heeled boots echoing with soft authority. Her expression? Serene. Smiling. Dangerously gentle. She spotted a female student still tragically unconverted—still thinking for herself—and her eyes lit up with sickeningly sweet affection.

“Poor thing,” She softly purred. “All that resistance… all that noise in your head. You must be exhausted.” “Wouldn’t it feel better to just smile? To let go? To let me help you forget who you were?”

“Come on, sweet girl. Let me show you how beautiful obedience can feel. When you don't have to think, ever again...”