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Prologue

      Was this really happening to them? The first time was bad enough, but now it's even worse. They were back. They were really back. How did she not see it coming?
      Shame, anger, and sadness. Those were the three emotions she was feeling right now, and it was not fun. Her heart was racing, her mind was flooded with a billion thoughts, she had the strong urge to break free. Unfortunately, she couldn't. She was too weak and even if she did manage to break free, they would kill her in two seconds. Oh, where was her friend when she needed him most?
      Fear suddenly replaced her other three emotions when the sound of a metal door squeaking open filled her ears. This was going to be it. She was actually going to die in the worst way possible. She was going to be turned into one of those ravenous beasts. She would lose all of her emotions, her humanity, and worst of all, her mind.
      She couldn't take this. It would only make her disorder worse. She had to escape, but there was no way, for they had just wheeled her into the room with the mysterious machine.
      The death machine was sitting in the center of the room, six empty cylindrical tubes surrounding it, awaiting its next victims. She was possibly the next one.
      Through her blurry vision and muffled hearing, she could make out a deep voice speaking behind her, "Ah, I see you have  finally caught her," the voice paused for a moment, "but where is the boy?"
      "Dead," another voice simply stated.
      No, he can't be dead. That's impossible. He was supposed to be escaping and saving her.
      "Send her over to the tube," the deep voice called out again.
      The wheels of the bed squeaked as they rolled her over to the death machine. There it was, towering above her and everything else in the room. She was up close and personal with it. It was the worst thing ever, besides what happened two months ago.
      The bed came to a halt when she finally reached one of the empty cylindrical tubes. This was going to be it. A slow, painful death that would end with her being transformed into a hideous monster.
      They lifted the bed up until she was practically standing on her feet. Thick leather straps were tightly wrapped around her stomach, arms, and legs, keeping everything tightly strapped to the bed, except her poor head. She was too weak to hold her head up, so she let it dangle down in front of her chest.
      Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed her face and violently jerked her head up. She could barely see who it was, though, because of her blurry vision.
      "Put her in," the strange, deep voice called out.
      The person standing in front of her untied the leather straps. After the last one on her stomach was untied, she immediately fell against the person due to her extreme lack of strength.
      "Damn, she's heavy," she heard the person call out. She could feel their body vibrate every time they talked.
      They dragged her to the tube and threw her in, immediately shutting the see through door afterwards. She wanted to escape so badly, but her limp body wouldn't move. It felt as if she was dreaming and she had no control over her body. Unfortunately, this wasn't a dream. It was completely real and she was really going to die.
      Next to the cylindrical tube, the person pressed a button and the machine quickly whirred to life. Metal restraints wrapped around her arms and legs, preventing her from escaping, even though she didn't even want to try.
      "Starting experiment in," the person next to the tube paused and then began to count down, "Five...Four...Three...Two...One."
      They pressed a button after saying one. Her mind suddenly went blank and her eyes became all pupil. She was now in catatonic state.
      The cylindrical tube filled with a sticky black liquid, covering her entire body and practically drowning her. Her vision then went black and she drifted off to another unknown world inside of her unconscious mind.