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and a white hot light was burning behind my eyelids. Someone shoved something in my mouth—rubber and hard. I could taste blood, but I wasn’t sure if it had come from my tongue or my lips or…
    Two pairs of hands lifted me from the ground, dropping me on some other surface. I still couldn’t open my eyes; my chest was on fire. I couldn’t stop shaking, and my limbs felt like they were caving in on themselves.
    And then I smelled rosemary. I felt soft, cool hands pressing against my chest, then nothing at all.
    Life came back to me in the form of a hard slap across the face.
    “Ruby,” someone said. “Come on, I know you can hear me. You have to wake up.”
    I cracked my eyes open, trying not to cringe as the light flooded in. A door opened and creaked shut somewhere nearby.
    “Is that her?” a new voice asked. “Are you going to sedate her?”
    “No, not this one,” the first voice returned. I knew that voice. It was as sweet as it had been before, only this time it had a sharper edge. Dr. Begbie’s hands came up beneath my arms and propped me up. “She’s tough. She can handle it.”
    Something smelled horrible . Acidic and rotten all at once. My eyes flew open.
    Dr. Begbie was kneeling beside me, waving something beneath my nose.
    “What—?”
    The other voice I had heard belonged to a young woman. She had dark brown hair and pale skin, but that was all that was remarkable about her. Not realizing I was watching her, she stripped her blue scrubs off and threw them at Dr. Begbie.
    I didn’t know where we were. The room was small, filled with shelves of bottles and boxes, and I couldn’t smell anything besides whatever it was Dr. Begbie had used to wake me.
    “Put these on,” Dr. Begbie said, pulling me to my feet whether my legs were ready or not. “Come on , Ruby, we’ve got to hurry.”
    My body felt heavy, cracking at all my joints. But I did as I was told, and pulled the scrubs over my uniform. While I was dressing, the other woman put her hands behind her back and waited as Dr. Begbie wrapped them together with thick silver duct tape. That finished, the doctor moved to tying the other woman’s feet together.
    “You’re meeting them in Harvey. Make sure you take Route two-fifteen.”
    “I know, I know,” Dr. Begbie said as she chewed off another piece of tape and placed it over the woman’s mouth. “Good luck.”
    “What are you doing?” I asked. My throat was scratchy, and the skin around my mouth seemed to crack as I spoke. The doctor pulled my hair back, twisting it up into a messy bun that she secured with a rubber band. The other woman watched as her ID tags were dropped over my neck and Dr. Begbie put a surgical mask over my face.
    “I’ll explain everything once we’re out, but we can’t waste time. They’ll be doing rounds in twenty minutes,” she said. “You can’t say anything, understand? Play along.”
    I nodded and let her push me outside of the dark room and into the dimmed hallway of the Infirmary. Once again, my legs seemed to be failing me, but the doctor took it all in stride. She looped one of my arms over her shoulder and supported most of my weight.
    “We’re moving,” she muttered. “Return the cameras to their normal feeds.”
    I looked over, but she wasn’t talking to me. She was whispering to her gold swan pin.
    “Not a word,” she reminded me as we turned down another long hallway. We were moving so fast that we rustled the white curtains of the examination stalls as we passed them. The PSFs were black blurs as they stepped out of our way.
    “Sorry, sorry!” Dr. Begbie called after us. “I’ve got to get this one home.”
    I kept my eyes on the straight lines of tile passing under my feet. My head was still spinning so badly that I didn’t realize we were heading outside until I heard the beep of the doctor’s card passing through the lock swipe and felt the first drops of cool rain hit my scalp.
    They kept the camp’s enormous stadium