Kelly made eye contact with Dr. Z, using her peripheral vision to take notice of the large group of guards surrounding the institution. She sensed some of them had stiffened up at her presence, probably the rookies. Even weirder was the fact that the dogs did not seemed threatened by her, despite being trained-and possibly tortured-to instinctively feel otherwise. But Kelly didn’t think much of it; she was largely outnumbered, after all. Despite the tense atmosphere, she started to approach Dr. Z, hands at her side to give the impression that she wasn't a threat. 

“Are you this nice to all of the patients who try to escape?" Kelly didn't know what else to say, whether to confront him or play along. Either way, she knew she'd have to be smart about their encounter. "Because I'm having a hard time adjusting. One of your patients would have had his way with me had he not been interrupted by the nurse. If I'm going to be here, I [i]need[/i] you to assure me that my health and safety is of your utmost concern. Not just mine, but everyone else's as well." 

She took a seat across from him, taking a sip of water before serving herself a plate of food two sizes the limit for a girl with her frame. She remained quiet as she rapidly started eating. Her appetite had suddenly snuck up on her, although its absence could be due to all the drugs that she had been fed up to that point. Kelly could barely remember her last meal, if one could call it that, so to be outside again enjoying one of the best chicken she's ever had was like being in her own personal heaven, although she knew the feeling was temporary at most.

The doctor had started to reply, but Kelly knew she had to act while he was distracted. It was only a matter of seconds before she suddenly stood up, gripping one of the knives with her right hand before lunging up and over the table, tackling Dr. Zvikas to the ground. Kelly held the tip of the knife against his neck, using her free hand to pull on the collar of his lab coat to get him up on his feet. She swiftly circled around Dr. Zvikas until she was behind directly him, the knife menacingly resting against his neck. As expected, all the guards aimed their weapons at her, the barking dogs somehow secured to their owners but wildly barking as if she were a monster. Well, maybe she was.

"Let's get to the point," she whispered into his ear. "You're going to order your men to stand down, and you're going to take a walk with me. I don't care how far away the nearest town is, I want you to take us there. Don't even think about having anyone follow us. [i]If[/i] you manage to follow my instructions, I may just let you live. If not, cross me and see what happens."

[@Rawk]