Medusa's POV

Hmm. All was going well. The girl had gotten here in her fragile state, making her perfect for black blood insertion. Not as much as Chrona but more than Soul. After Nygus left to inform the children she was stable I hastily filled my syringe with the serum, before securing her body with straps. Her body was either going to reject the blood and die, or accept the madness and live to kill. I stabbed the syringe into her arm, missing my intended spot in the core of the soul for the maximum percentage of madness revival when I was distracted by footsteps down the hall. Damn. Oh well, guess I will just hope for the best.

I sighed. This means that the blood won't even begin to advance in her body until a week from now. I hid the syringe in it original place, in the sheath on my thigh, cleverly hidden as the door flew open.

I gasped, falsely looking surprised as all the members of Steins class dashed in. Where is Stein anyway? be must have gotten caught in the crossfire of the spell and was consumed. Or maybe relocated elsewhere. Not like I care. I have an even more interesting experiment specimen right here.