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“Good boy,” the girl nodded, carefully giving the young man an injection. It was hard to call her a medic, but she was quite good at giving injections, which was fortunate, as she had some experience in this area – a consequence of sometimes having to care for sick relatives. “And remember one more thing: I made this decision, and I caught you and didn’t let you leave the locked room. You have nothing to blame yourself for. You can only blame Linnea Sherman, who didn’t leave you any other choice.”