[Flayn flinches away, but isn't able to escape "Neena's" reach; she's seated on the bed, but as their so-called doctor digs into her bag for the syringe, she pulls her legs up and backs away, bringing her arms up to cover her face.
She sees the lumps and bumps moving under her skin, and shudders, plainly terrified.]
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[Flayn flinches away, but isn't able to escape "Neena's" reach; she's seated on the bed, but as their so-called doctor digs into her bag for the syringe, she pulls her legs up and backs away, bringing her arms up to cover her face.
She sees the lumps and bumps moving under her skin, and shudders, plainly terrified.]
No, no...