Sarah wasn't even in her bedroom anymore. Instead, she was in a padded cell, like the ones inside mental hospitals.
She stood up and walked to the door and tried to open it. But it was locked. Then she beat on it. "Hey! What the hell am I doing in here?!"
Through the small window in the door, she saw three men dressed in white walking towards her room. And a moment later, the door opened.
Two of the three men immediately grabbed hold of Sarah and held her down.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" she yelled.
"Hold her still," the third man said, then he took a needle out of his pocket. "You're a very sick woman, Miss McMillan," he said, in a calm voice. "But don't worry. Everything will be fine."
Sarah's eyes went wide, then she tried to struggle free from the two men holding her down. But it was no use. The apparent doctor injected her with the needle and the world faded away.
