She awoke, staring up at the bright lights through the glass, noticing the scientists hurrying around her. She felt the cold metal of the examination table under her back, and felt the dull pressure of the oxygen mask over her mouth. She tried to push herself up to look around more, but her left arm didn't work. Side effects. . . . She thought to herself. She used her right arm to move herself up a bit, and finally realized she was without clothes in that room, everyone was able to see her, but she didn't care, it was normal for her. She sighed through the mask and tapped the glass.

One of the scientists immediately noticed, ran over and pushed a button and the glass case over the top of the table let out a puff of air and slowly flipped open on its side, the hing holding it to the table. She stood up and took off the oxygen mask, found her pile of clothes and began to put them on a the scientist started to speak at her. "You blacked out during the last test. The drug began to affect your nervous system, so we terminated the flow. You should be alright, do you have any problems?" She pulled on the glove on her right hand with her teeth, slipping it into place, Left arm is gone. She said as she turned to wards the door. "We'll try to find a way to get it back for you." he paused, and then spoke again, "There's nothing left for today, you can go back to your room."

She walked along the white hallways, looking at the other experiments, nodding and smiling, taking a puff of the cigarette in her hand every few doorways. She arrived at her dorm, the same as all the others, it was a 3 room dwelling, a Living/Bed room, a kitchen of sorts, and a bathroom. Small but it was OK to her. She walked in and lye down on her couch, drifting into sleep.