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"She's coming to."
"She must not be allowed to wake."
"We cannot sedate her again! We can't risk an overdose or she'll die!"
"'She', is an 'it', doctor, and we must if you want her to not suffer any pain through the process."
"But I-"
"No buts! I am incharge of this project and I make the decisions."

As her eyelids opened slowly, a bright beam almost blinded her. Her vision was blurred as she looked around. Her hands and feet were bound to a strange table and above her were two men. The one on the left was taller and more tanned. His hair was brown and swept over his left eye, curving at the bottom. His beard was cut into a small goatie that highlighted his thin cheekbones and eyebrows. The one on the right was older, he had kinder eyes and greying hair. His beard was chopped sort of box shaped around his jaw line and was complete with a grey mustach.

"She's awake" the one to the right said.
Strange the voices were just as blurred as her vision, it rung through her head and echoed around.
"What - na-" the man to the left asked.
"Can - hear - e - ild? Wh - ame?"
"W - re l - sing her -ir." a women said from behind her as her eyelids began to drop back down again, feeling heavy.

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body div#devskin0 hr { }

"She's coming to."
"She must not be allowed to wake."
"We cannot sedate her again! We can't risk an overdose or she'll die!"
"'She', is an 'it', doctor, and we must if you want her to not suffer any pain through the process."
"But I-"
"No buts! I am incharge of this project and I make the decisions."

As her eyelids opened slowly, a bright beam almost blinded her. Her vision was blurred as she looked around. Her hands and feet were bound to a strange table and above her were two men. The one on the left was taller and more tanned. His hair was brown and swept over his left eye, curving at the bottom. His beard was cut into a small goatie that highlighted his thin cheekbones and eyebrows. The one on the right was older, he had kinder eyes and greying hair. His beard was chopped sort of box shaped around his jaw line and was complete with a grey mustach.

"She's awake" the one to the right said.
Strange the voices were just as blurred as her vision, it rung through her head and echoed around.
"What - na-" the man to the left asked.
"Can - hear - e - ild? Wh - ame?"
"W - re l - sing her -ir." a women said from behind her as her eyelids began to drop back down again, feeling heavy.