Sarah gaped, chasing after her father, but losing him in the crowd of identical drone-like men transforming the house. She started looking at every one of them, trying to see if she could recognize any of them. For a while there, she had started to see them as just drones...but now they seemed more like people. And if they were previously like her father...someone was controlling them. The shock and horror of the situation had made her a lot more serious than normal. It would have proved to a casual observer that Sarah was capable of more than the vapid behavior they were used to. Only there weren't any observers.
She went back to her room, to discover her things were being emptied out too.
Finally, the workmen started bringing things in. Exhausted and spent, the only thing Sarah could do was sit and watch. this had to stop eventually. They set up another dropcloth and brought in what looked like a hairdresser's chair. They brought Ada out of her room and began to work on her, giving her a new haircut, manicure, and pedicure. Another gave her an injection in the arm before placing that same device on her temples and activating it before carrying her off upstairs. She tried to follow, but spotted her mother being brought down.
They dyed Susan's hair and eyebrows a dark brown before changing her hairstyle, trimming her nails, and then carrying her off.
Sarah suddenly felt a pair of strong hands on her shoulders, and suddenly, two of the workmen were dragging her toward the chair. One of them injected her in the arm, and she suddenly felt weak in the knees before she passed out.
