When Becky awoke to find Black kissing her head, she felt scared, because he was taking her somewhere she didn't want to go, and tried to call out for help, but Black shushed her.

"Hush my dear, I'm taking you to somewhere safe away from your crazy family," he said, hugging her. "But aren't you affected?" Becky asked, not believing him and still seeing that look in his eyes, just like everyone else. Black just stepped into a brightly lit room, not saying anything, and placed her on a table.

"Wait, this isn't a safe place, it's an operating room," Becky said, trying to get away again and calling once more for help. Black placed a mask over her face, trying to make her relax and sleep.

"No!" Becky said, smacking it away and jumping up and running out of the room. Black's mistake was when he didn't strap Becky down, and he ran after her, tackling her when he caught up with her.

"Becky please, come back to the room, you're seriously hurt," Black said, looking concerned. Becky looked confused at first but then felt something wet dripping, and looked down at her leg. "What the hell happened?" She asked, before passing out.

Black picked her up and brought her back to the OR and placed her gently on the table, prepping her for surgery. He then gave her an injection for pain, and started the surgery. He stitched her leg up and then looked for other injuries, or places to do experimental surgery on her.

When Becky woke again, she found herself strapped down to the table with electroshock nodes on her temples, low voltage but still set. She began to panic, afraid of what he was going to do.

She heard the electric whine and felt electricity buzzing through her temples, her teeth biting down on a piece of leather. The shocks stopped for the moment, but then Black was filling a syringe with a strange looking substance, and injected it into her.

She saw another person next to her, long black hair tied into ponytail with a ribbon, and a dark gi like Black wore, but as a skirt with her sash tied in a bow. She tried to get the girl's attention, but she was out cold, breathing steadily and with an IV in her arm, the monitor beeping as it read her vitals.

Becky struggled again to get away, but the straps were too tight, and she looked around for someone, anyone, to call for help to, but saw no one, not even a janitor. "Hold still, you'll only feel a pinch," Black said, drawing near her with the needle, and brought it close to her arm, and she felt helpless as he injected it into her vein, going into a deep sleep.