Reflections of Mist

Patient

"Holy crap, I think I'm gonna go bald!" Julianna groaned, gripping a struggling Rachel bound by makeshift rope made from a scrappy old blanket that had been chucked in the back of Travis's truck for God knows how long, the strips tied around her wrists and ankles.

"Seriously though, she tore out another handful of my hair! Honestly think I'm bleeding!"

Selene grunted through gritted teeth. "When's she gonna pass out?"

"Whenever it takes effect. Which could be God knows when." Magnus replied.

"God, I feel awful for this." Travis said, struggling to hold a thrashing Rachel.

"I should, but she jumped me and tried to bite me." Replied Julianna.

"You offered to open the door. Just saying, we did predict that would happen.
You volunteered because you said you were the most experienced." Selene snapped.

"I'm not... That came out wrong... Let's just get her inside." Julianna mumbled.

Rachel started to scream, thrashing against her restraints. They struggled to get her under control, as she blindly tried to attack them, scratching at them and snapping at them.

"Holy... Grab her arm!" Magnus hollered, as she twisted her wrist free from his grip, striking out at them.
Travis caught her by her forearm, pulling her arm down to her side.
Rachel's eyes rolled back in her head and she fell unconscious.

"Well, it worked. At last." Selene said, panting slightly.
"Now we just have to work on getting her down the ladder."

Actually, that was quite easy. Unconscious Rachel actually didn't weigh a lot, so Travis picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, before climbing down.

Evelyn helped him carry her to what looked like a hospital trolley, placing her on it.

"Well, ironically, that's the easy part done."

Bit blasé on how they got her unconscious. Couldn't write a way that was effective, so sort of skipped it basically.