Chapter 117. The Chosen.

My eyes widen in alarm as Everett turns around, a syringe clutched in her hand. "No, stop!" I cry out, straining against the restraints that hold me in place.

"Get away from me!"

Everett approaches calmly, her expression calm, almost serene. "Relax, Ande. This won't hurt a bit."

I thrash against my restraints, my heart pounding. "I don't want your damn drugs! What are you trying to do to me?!"

With a small sigh, Everett swiftly grasps my arm and swabs the crook of my elbow with an alcohol wipe.

"Try to stay still," she scolds, slowly inserting the needle into my vein.

I wince at the pinprick sensation

Without hesitation, she presses the plunger, injecting me with the clear liquid.

I can feel the effects almost immediately - a warm, tingling sensation spreads through my body, and my muscles begin to relax despite my best efforts to fight it.

"What are you doing to me?" I slur, my eyelids growing heavy.

"Just a little something to help you...cooperate," Everett murmurs, stepping ba
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