Cherrel was running down the hall, left arm hanging limp and numb and face in pain, fleeing the guards she had narrowly managed to escape.  She had closed the metal door at the end of the hall behind her and welded it shut with her alchemy.  There was a patient room on her right, so she put her right hand over the lock and willed the lock to be cut, then ran her finger around the edge to cut the electronic safeties.  She swung the door open then ran over to the others, freeing them too, and telling them that she was fleeing.  She Gave each of them a small crystal, having grabbed a few from the doctor's tray in order to make her escape, and explained them to the people there.  Not waiting for an answer, though, she ran out the door and down the hallway, away from the door that was broken open by men with tasers.  Luckily she managed to get through another door and weld it shut as well before continuing her flight.

The men noticed that the door in the middle of the hall was broken and stepped inside, tasers ready.  "Alright," one of the four said, pointing his taser at the nearest of the patients.  "Back on the bed.  I'm just going to strap you back down and continue with our pursuit."