She found herself on a small, thin, rubber cot in what looked like a closet. On the ceiling, she saw a yellowed florescent light bulb, flickering. The walls were rusty tile halfway up, and then peeling, yellow paint ran up the walls and ceiling, while the floor was simply cold concrete. She tried to pull herself up, but couldn't, because of the heavy chains holding her down. She quietly watched as an alarm starts ringing on the wall. The room is flooded with people suddenly, and the metal chains are removed as she gets carried by a strange man, into a room with a terrible stench. She peers into the windows of the other rooms as she is being carried along. She watches as a young girl creepily morphs into an older man, and sees another girl, about her age, with dirty, loose bandages on what used to be her legs... if they weren't across the room from her. The man carrying Mallory entered a room with a putrid stench, almost like the one they had found in Emm's house all that time ago. She gets put down on the table, as they use zip ties to tie her wrists onto the table, above her head, and her ankles painfully spread apart, as if she was doing the splits. A bright light turns on above her head. It reminded her of the dentist office. It's the only light on in the room. An older man enters the room, and Mallory trembles. "I thought it would be more fun to do this while you were awake," he said, with an evil grin.
