Jennifer Roland rolled the scalpel around her fingers and caught it by the handle, a slight smile crossing her face as she achieved the feat. Felling a little smug about finally mastering the same trick that she'd seen Jeremy perform with a pen, she looked around the room. Her eyes fell almost immediately on a small lockbox on the back of the self. She was standing in a Orderly supply room, little more that a broom cupboard full of shelves of everything from straight jackets to extra bed restraints, anything an Orderly would need. She walked over to the lockbox, her goal, and punched in the universal code on the mechanical keypad. The box cracked open and she collected the contents, several syringes and a small bottle marked "Haloperidol". She filled the syringes before storing them carefully in her labcoat and the discarded the now empty bottle.

Once she was done she stepped back out into the hall and was about to continue on her way a noise alerted her to someone's presence in the kitchen across from her.Jennifer cautiously entered the kitchen, scalpel in hand should she have to defend herself, but found a lone patient huddled in the corner. At the sight of the man, she relaxed and even smiled, drawing a syringe and slowly approaching the man. "Shhhh, shhhh." She cooed calmingly as she crept closer to the patient, who looked up at her with red eyes. She knelt next to him and calmly slipped the point of the syringe into his arm, dosing him with the tranquiliser.

A few minutes later Jennifer was back in her "workshop", an old medical exam room, panting slightly as she looked at the man she'd just dragged back from the kitchen. She'd had to hoist him up onto the exam table and had tied him down with the restraints. He was already starting to come too as the tranq wore off, she'd only given him enough to keep him quiet for a short time and now he was starting to move again and, finding himself restrained, began to panic.

"Fear is crucial..." She said in a lecturing tone as she sat down on a wheeled metal stool beside the table and pulled a tray of surgical instruments towards her, ignoring the patient's distress. "You see only those who have experienced enough fear and pain can activate the Morphogenic Engine and control the Swarm." She looked down at the struggling man before turning her attention to her tools picking up each bloodstained blade and examining it like a butcher inspecting his knives. "This is why I need you alive. So you can feel fear and pain and unlock that secret." She picked up a pair of scissors and cut open the man's raggard smock, exposing his chest and then traded the scissors for her scalpel. She adjusted her latex gloves and leaned over him to look into his face. "I hope you can help me find the secret." She said earnestly as she took the scalpel to his chest and his screams rang out, echoing through the empty halls.