Sitting up in the hard, lumpy bed, Ivka groaned. They had used a tranquilizer dart on her to transport her. Her head was spinning, and there were the definite beginnings of a headache. She could hear voices out in the hallway. Then they stopped. She reached out her mind to the other girl's, brushing her consciousness. Ivka knew that she shouldn't hold the connection any longer or the girl could learn about her. But before any of that could happen, Ivka sunk into unconsciousness once more.
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