"You fucking bitch! This isn't over!" Shade grinds her teeth as she feels the sedative kicking in. She stumbles back a few steps, trying to maintain her composure until she collapses onto the cold concrete floor, trespass ceremony violated. "*Sigh* You slippery little fucker," her voice trails off into a low whisper.
Shade coughs and groans as she struggles against the effects of the drug, her heart racing like a bat out of hell. She lets out a frustrated grunt when she realizes it's futile. Her body begins to relax slowly, succumbing to the power of the tranquilizer. It didn't hurt, not physically at least, but mentally, emotionally? Oh
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