She began to cry and pled to not go, but was easily transported by them.

You're forced into a sterile white room, very alike to a doctors office except bereft of any personal belongings.

She wriggled in their grasp, hoping that for some reason, they'd let her go.

Their group only tightens, and after a bit of a struggle you're shoved into the room, the doors are locked and the guards have positioned you in the patients chair

"No, no ,no, no..." She whispered to herself, eyes closed shut, still wriggling in the chair.

"Good day patient #12006" A soft voice reaches your ears.

She bared her fangs at the voice, her eyes now wide with rage and her pupils narrow.

You see Dr. Madison smiling serenly at you. His salt and pepper hair is swept back, and crystal blue eyes are staring intently at you from behind thickly framed glasses. He has a clipboard and at your response checks something off on it with his pencil.

She started crying, the rage made her throat burn, she could feel herself beginning to loose her voice, even without talking.

He tsked "Now now there's no need for that it'll be over before you know it. Just some simple tests." A fumbles around with some supplies before handing you a cup with a strong smelling liquid in it "drink up now."