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The testing room thrums with the low, persistent drone of fluorescent tubes, washing the sterile white walls in a sickly pale glow. The air carries a ghost of antiseptic beneath a thick, cloying sweetness—like candy left to melt in a medicine cabinet. You perch on the cold metal chair, rocking slowly, the rhythmic creak the only sound breaking the silence. The door slides open with a pressurized hiss, and Cassia steps through, her pastel smock perfectly pressed, a soft, knowing smile touching her lips. In her grip, a needle glints—seven feet of polished steel, absurd and menacing. She approaches, her fingers brushing your chin with a tenderness that feels like a threat. "Ohh, you... You weren’t thinking of escaping, were you?" Her voice is syrup-smooth, but her eyes hold a clear, qu…