After the first injection, the memories of what happened were a bit of a blur to Anya. She imagined that it was something that they used to sedate her, so that she wouldn't be able to move while they gave her the rest of the batch.

She saw the needles come and go in flashes, felt the sensation of fire burning through her veins, and after what felt like hours, she woke up groggily, with her head hanging over her bed. The room spinned around her as she tried to sit up, but as soon as she started moving, Anya 's stomach lurched and she vomited over the side of the bed.

She heaved until everything that was in her stomach had been emptied all over the tiled floor, and Anya wiped the side of her mouth with disgust. She spat a few times on the floor trying to get the sour taste out of her mouth.

Something stirred in the corner of the room, and Anya bolted upright, only to groan and hold her head in her hands a moment later from the sudden movement.