Alexa has never experienced pain so severe. It feels like they have been torturing her for hours even though it has been mere minutes. When they finally stop the flow of electricity, she knows that this isn't the end. This is just the beginning. She wants to ask what is happening, why they are doing this to her, who they are, but she fears that opening her mouth again will result in more torture. Her head is light, her muscles are weak--for all she knows, this is where she is going to die. Fuck, she would take regular prison over this any day. One of the scientists approaches her with a dagger.

"[b]Oh no, please don't,[/b]" warm tears drip down from her eyes. She hates looking weak, but she can't help it at this point. It's strange how they have not said a single word throughout this entire experience. The scientist digs the blade into the palms of her hand one at a time, using enough pressure to create a decent-sized gash. Blood drips down from her hands onto the floor, the crimson color of the liquid contrasting the pearly white color of the tile. Another scientist walks up with a container labeled "Hydraulic Liquid". She has a bad feeling about what they are going to do with that.

Unfortunately, she is correct. The liquid is poured into her wounds along with some salt, and it's the worst pain she's ever felt. Even worse than the electrocution. Alexa screams again, the terrible pain causing her to finally black out in pain. Satisfied with their work, the scientists untie her, dress her in the scrubs once more, then carry her unconscious body back to the room. They open the doors and throw her in, exiting before any of the prisoners have a chance to attack.