It was a vast improvement over the mechanical chair that carried him only yesterday. The slender blond man entered the room ten minutes later, limping against a cane. When she was fully under, he sent for the president. The doctor watched her vitals on a monitor. The smile on her lips as her mind slipped into darkness was her last act of rebellion.
As she drifted to sleep, she held one face in her mind. The pressure of manually compelling the drug into the bloodstream.ĭon’t worry, he told her. The small popping sound it made as it penetrated the skin. Of course, there were more modern ways to inject sedatives but he preferred the tactile feel of the needle. She watched the doctor prepare the needle, drawing up the Cv9 into the reservoir and inserting it directly into her vein. Even the crazy stories I make up in my head.
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