[ sonia shakes her head frantically, but it's clear the matter's already been decided at the ghem-colonel's discretion. there's already a guard taking her by the arm, pulling her up out of the chair as they dose byerly with the antagonist. they take hold of him, too, in case he decides to put up a struggle -- and sonia, panicked as she is, barely struggles at all, can't manage more than a whimper of protest.
don't be afraid, byerly had said. but she is, and it's panic and fear and a desperate pleading in her eyes as she looks at byerly -- not for his help, but for him to leave. they sit her down in the chair, and she's shaking, but at least this time, they don't have to test her for an allergy. they just hold her tensed arm out and dose her with the second ampule, and sonia squeezes her eyes shut and tries not to let the feeling flood over her, but she can't stop it.
after a few seconds she slackens in the chair, her face softening -- more disoriented than euphoric at first. ]
we're going to hell
don't be afraid, byerly had said. but she is, and it's panic and fear and a desperate pleading in her eyes as she looks at byerly -- not for his help, but for him to leave. they sit her down in the chair, and she's shaking, but at least this time, they don't have to test her for an allergy. they just hold her tensed arm out and dose her with the second ampule, and sonia squeezes her eyes shut and tries not to let the feeling flood over her, but she can't stop it.
after a few seconds she slackens in the chair, her face softening -- more disoriented than euphoric at first. ]