The world blurred around her, and she opened her eyes to a host of bright white lights, staring directly at her and all positioned above her. Anya tried to quit, tried to move her head away, but she was strapped tightly to a table. It was impossible for her to move.

She started to panic, and her heart started to race. How was she going to get out of this?

High heels clacked on the tiled floor beneath her, and instantly Anya knew who was approaching. Her eyes strained to see the figure moving so much closer to her, but at the same time, she didn't want to look at her. The woman made her feel too sick to even keep her eyes open.

'We 're awake now, are we? ' said the woman smoothly. 'Dr Parker, set the machine up, please. I want Subject 007 in it within the hour. '

A scuffle of footsteps behind her, followed by the sound of electricity starting up.